“Whacho you business 'ere.”His words were stranger than I was used to, but I understood him. “Looking for a boat.”“Where you all come from?�...� another asked. “Not from 'round here, is you?”I swallowed. “No, we're from far away. We're just travelers. We need a boat. That's all.”“You cross the desert dressed like that?” the second guard said, glancing at us. “How come you're skin ain't burn off? You magickers?”Magickers... “Yes. We have magic. That's how we got here.”The guard flicked his gaze. In the basement's multiple rooms he only saw a few people passed out and a circle of some young boys choking on their first inhale of weed. He climbed the stairs to the second floor and checked every room. The last door at the end was the master bedroom and the door was closed. Since this was the last door that he hadn't yet checked he was hopeful that Laurie had just found somewhere to lie down and wasn't in there with someone else. Nervously he turned the door knob with his sweaty hand and. I said, "Thanks Brit, I appreciate you doing all this for me. I know I couldn't have done it without you." It's been my pleasure. If you love your father so much that you're willing to go through all this for him, maybe I ought to rethink my relationship with my own father."I took a deep breath to calm my nerves then opened the car door and headed to the restaurant. A wave of reassurance washed over me as Britney accompanied me. Once inside I asked the hostess the location of the company. She climbed into the bath, as she got one leg in I could see her pink pussy lips part beneath her hairy bush. I moved to make room for her, our legs were intertwined. I stared between her legs at her cunt lips. She grabbed the flannel which was covering my hard on and then looked down at me not saying a word staring at my eight inches of cock. She washed herself while I just sat there, my hard on in view. Standing up she asked if I could do her back so I rubbed the flannel across her back. This.