It can't be helped. Back in reality, she was talking about her daughter, and had turned her body to face the door in certain expectance. Just like tha..., the door knob turned and the door opened a smidgen. A face poked through. The eyes seemed to look about skeptically, in search of something it seemed to have already predetermined not to find inside."Is this it?" The girl pushed through the door, and dropped a heavy black Samsonite suitcase on the floor."Lil, come here. I'd like you to meet. "That's not normal, is it?" commented Misty rhetorically as Miranda drew her bokken, almost in unison with the half dozen other courier's in their immediate area."No," her lover replied in a now level tone as the swarm of ghosts dove down towards the humans, all the while shrieking like banshees, "This, this is bad. Very, very bad!"As the tourists ran screaming and tripping over themselves for their lives, the couriers present drew their wooden swords and quickly fumbled for the small, sealed. I remember a porn star who does this and it never fails to get her studs hot. “I been watching you bitch,” he says hoarsely. I moan and whisper to him. “How long?” I look into his eyes and stare him down as he answers. “Weeks. Damn but you’re one hot fucking cock sucker.” I smile and resume sucking him as I run my hands over his torso. I pull him closer and speed up the pace, moaning and groaning and occasionally whispering how gorgeous he is and how badly I want to drain his balls of his. Hell we weren’t quite halfway there and things were getting hot. I was so loving every minute of it so far. The women headed inside while Brian and I filled the car up with gas. Not much was said other than this trip is starting great!As the girls came back Brian and I went inside to grab a snack and hit the restroom. We both had a little extra hop in our step realizing we had no idea what was going to happen this weekend but it was going to be great. On the way back to the car I offered to.