"Sorry! Youalright?" I think so," the girl mumbled in response, looking down shyly. "Ican't believe you just charged in here like that, though. Wer...n't youscared?"Suddenly feeling very flustered and nervous, I managed an awkwardchuckle while rubbing at my hair. "It was nothing," I told her, tryingto sound tough even as adrenaline made my hands shake a little.The girl smiled at that before looking up at me. The moment she did,though, her smile vanished and there was a brief moment where I. They arrived at THE WESTIN EDINA GALLERIA, short distance from the course. They checked in and never thought when they were addressed as Mr & Mrs Yates, as this was both their names, and made their way up to their room. On opening the door they were greeted to the most luxurious room with a fantastic view from their window. The one thing neither of them had thought of was checking on the accommodation facilities prior to departure. There in the middle of the room was a king size bed and no. .. he saw someone, a woman walk into his line of vision. It wasn't Alana. That was the shocking thing! That she would involve a stranger in this business. It was a model or a hooker, wearing spike heels, sheer black stockings, a garter belt, a leather bustier... But when he looked at her face, it was Alana! Except that it couldn't be! With all that dark, metallic eye shadow, the eyeliner, the bright red lipstick, what remained of her blond hair gelled and sticking up in golden spikes! "Alana,. . yummy yummy pre-cummy. I see you like mommy's PJ's, baby. I can't wait to suck the scum right out of those huge balls of yours," a mischevious hand began fondling his balls, still heavy and hanging low, the engineered genitalia reloading at record speeds. "And while I'm doing that, you're going to sample some of mommy's special juice to satisfy that need I know is burning you up inside..." Mom, no. Stop..." Jared began, his head spinning from the erotic assault on his meat."No?" She giggled,.