Sara went into the bathroom when we got to my placewithout saying a word. She was a good kid. Kid hell, at15 she looked like a grown woman, standing 5...#8217;5″ in herbare feet and D cup breasts bursting from her chest.I had picked her up from home and brought her to myplace as a favor to her mother, Becka, whom I wassleeping with on a regular basis. “Regular” meaning atleast every other weekend and a couple of times a weekafter dinner. Sara stayed with her father every. She was just about to push open her parent's bed room door when she heard the sound of a deep male voice on the other side! That definitely was not her father's voice, besides, he was off on business in Cleveland for a few days, so it couldn't have been him! With her heart nearly leaping through her chest she slowly cracked open the door to see what the heck was going on! "O-oh my god!" she gasped softly. "Mother, what on earth are you doing!?!?!"Her mother's head turned to face her eighteen. Luckily, I had only one box left in the back of my car and then I was done. The box which had all my books. As I made my way up the stairs with my books, I began trying to get the key out of my pocket. I tried holding the box with one hand but ended up dropping the whole thing."Need some help?" a woman's voice asked.I looked up to see her standing there. Nice tan legs, tight black pants and a pink button-up blouse that exposed her cleavage. All this on a woman who couldn't have been less than. There was a pentagram painted on the floor with some strange symbols painted on each of the 5 points. The purple glow was covering the area of a circle surrounding the pentagram. They approached cautiously and Sue asked, "Hat, what is that?"It is some sort of transportation portal, but I have no idea where it leads. The only way to find out what is at the other end of the link is to step into the portal and see where it takes you.Jack said, "It may well be worth our while to investigate this..