He was Rick, a salesman from Duluth, Minnesota, who was staying at the motel on the edge of town. Salesmen away from home for extended periods of time...were another of the selection criteria. He varied the requirements for the male guests slightly each year to be sure that his current cover story and disguise fit the descriptions exactly. It wouldn’t do, after all, to have to crash one’s own party– though he had, in fact, done that one year.During the weeks before the party, Marcus / Rick got to. Instead we changed to more formal wear, Camilla looking radiant in an off-the-shoulder cocktail dress, and were chauffeured with Marilyn to what seemed to be one of the city's more elegant restaurants. On the way in Camilla was accosted by a number of people, all of whom wanted to welcome her; she was careful to introduce me to every one, which I appreciated, but this particular price of fame struck me as more an irritant than a benefit.The food, though, was excellent; and once we were seated. As Jenny slid her fingers over Keisha’s pussy, Jenny could hear that Keisha’s breathing had become erratic. Keisha was aroused.“I will oil where I have shaved. Okay?” Jenny asked“Ooh ok, yes,” Keisha replied.Jenny poured some warm oil into Keisha's tummy and slowly began to massage the oil into her smooth mound. Jenny felt herself becoming aroused also as her fingers slid over and around Keisha’s pussy. Jenny worked slowly and would slide her thumb over Keisha’s clit.Jenny could hear Keisha. Can I still makes requests of you for the game world?”“I suppose~ but I might not listen! The time for that to be guaranteed has past.”“Are there any house rules in effect?”“Well, the rules for conception and such aren’t exactly in the base game, although maybe I ought to adjust them a little. You’ve been knocking up every girl first try so far!”I’ve been what? Whoa, okay ... that’s ... interesting.“Uh, so ... are me and Dog still cool after I burned all those spiders?”“Spiders? Oh, of course,.