"But ... the people who know and love me ... they can help, right? Tell me about my past...? Help me to remember...? Will that trigger old mem--" Ther... are no people to trigger anything," I cut in. "You were found wandering the streets, no ID, nothing to identify where you came from or where you were going. The FBI both ran your finger prints and DNA. No hits. There's been no missing persons claim. I'm sorry to tell you this, but we don't know who you are or where you came from ... and it's. I could hear the soft drone of John snoring coming from behind the doors of the master bedroom as I passed by. After I left the bathroom, I went downstairs for a glass of water. The kitchen area was dark, but there was a small light on in the living room. I noticed the shelving on the wall filled with books. I wandered over and looked at some titles. As my eyes were passing over the books, my knee bumped into an open drawer on the cabinet below.I looked down and noticed a leather handle. It was easy to forget how sexy and beautiful and young Jessica was when she was gone for months at a time but seeing her again quickly reminded me how hot and sensual she was.Tom quickly remembered back the first time he'd met Jessica and what a sexy impression she'd made on him. That had quickly led to them getting together and Tom had been the man fortunate enough to have the pleasuring of taking Jessica' virginity. She'd allowed him to seduce her and she'd fucked him hotly in response to his. He turned and hugged Shelby. "I'd kiss you goodbye, but... I know where your mouth has been," he jested. Instead, he gently patted her on the ass, and with a quick exchange of "love you"s, he accompanied Brittany to the car.Piling into Justin's luxury sedan style car, the duo grabbed everything they thought they would need. Clothes for two days, plenty of food and drinks, and most importantly, music.Finally ready, Justin pulled out of the driveway, making a beeline for the interstate. Plugging.