"Cool!" Brad shouted. "You can see who's at the door anytime."I nodded as several more sponsors wandered over. One of the twins was there and walked o...er to Yvette and me to ask. "What's happening?"Yvette snorted as I watched the screens. "Not much; our tunnel to the colony center is open now, but only two of the three barrier doors are operational. We're just watching to see if any problems occur until the final door closes," she said."Oh," was the twin's response. "We expecting?"I sighed. "We. Peterson said inviting us."We will," I said and we left but we never went back."This is the story of our encounter with Mrs. Peterson," Karen said, "Mrs.Peterson was a wicked woman. She wanted us to become lesbians." Why?" I asked."We were convinced that Mrs. Peterson will, at some point, ask us to lick and suck her cunny... ," Irma explained."... and we were not willing to do that," Karen completed the sentence."What! You have not licked a cunt yet," Ramu asked. The twins nodded."Why don't you. " I goofed.She reached between her legs, took my cock in a firm grip and started teasingly caressing the head of it over the folds of her pussy."You want this?" her eyes shimmering at me over her shoulder.I tried to push but she moved away."Tell me," she demanded."Do what you want to do," I answered and continued stroking her pussy, making her moan, but she would not yield to that."You're distracting me," she complained."Do you want this?" she asked again, a slight annoyance in her voice this. While we were there, Erik took the opportunity to meet people and makedeals, for drugs and maybe some hijackings. He was smart about thelatter, he never killed anyone, took the same shipment twice, or usedthe same stretch of road twice. He would take a shipment of electronicgoods, then a shipment of drugs, then another kind, making himimpossible to predict and catch.By the time we were packing up, I was sorry to leave. I had enjoyed myweek here. I had been to Florida, but never to Daytona.