I grabbed that butt of hers that had caused so much sexual frustration on my part and pulled her further towards me, our tongues passionately entwined... exploring every contour of each others mouths. She then took my cock in her hand once more and caressed it from bottom to top, using a little shower gel to help, before she placed it in between her legs. Just the sght of my manhood down there could have made me shot my load but I wanted this to go on, to last forever. My penis wasn't inside her. I set the alarm for half past six, and we were showered and down for breakfast at quarter past seven. Leeson was already sitting at a table, so Sheila asked if we could join him. He chatted away happily, and said he was looking forward to our company that evening.We took a city tour bus in the morning, lunched at a pancake house, and spent the afternoon in the hotel pool and fitness center. Leeson was in the dining room when we went down for supper at half past six; Cyndi took the chair next to. He pointed at two stacks of something folded up and said, "Body bags, they expected to have bodies out here. Wonder what that's about? We'll use the bags for the dead. That way we won't smell the blood and dead people."Another guy was equally as excited when he came to me and said, "That end bus has an entire side of the storage compartment packed with explosives. Hell, it might be the entire compartment. I can't see the other side. Let me go look."I radioed John, "We need headquarters to send. “Best demonstrated outside the Oort cloud or whatever your system calls it. This takes precedence over concerts. I’ll schedule around you, if you and the rest of your brat pack can come to visit – just your sisters, please.”“I’ll make it happen three days from now,” Marcie promised, “just me and Carrie and Melodie.” She hugged Inkie, pointed at a door, and told her, “Now, go pee before you bust! Then, let’s take a swim to get you away from all the networking.”As expected, Inkie was asked to.