She hugged him back as he kissed her forehead. “Hey Jono” she smiled as he held her close, for a little too long, she thought felt him rubbing hi... body on her breasts but decided she was imagining things. “Hey small fry” he grinned as he finally let her go and grabbed her bags, “Dads waiting”They rushed off to their father who had just handed in his and his son’s bags and as Jonathan arrived to do the same to his sister Mr white pulled his daughter into a hug. This time Beth definitely felt. She fell so that she partially blocked the door, and it could not fully close. No more than two steps behind her was another woman wearing some sort of waitress uniform. She was ignored by the shooters, and she ran into the street.However, the door became clogged very quickly by women trying to push their way outside. The way they had wedged themselves in the door, it seemed almost redundant to shoot them; nobody was coming through that door until some order was restored within the restaurant.. That made me sadder than not getting to tell my parents goodbye. I felt tears leaking from the corners of my eyes.“Drimmmm?” I tried asking aloud.They continued giving me sips of water until my tongue was moist enough to wet my lips. “It was a dream?” I asked as the tears continued to flow.“No, it really happened,” the second female voice answered. I could hear emotion in her voice now, too.They gave me another sip of water.It took another minute for someone to clear the dried crud out of the. She was owner to a deceptively petite frame, though not as endowed as her mother her sleek and slender frame hid a twisted little mind. She had her father’s dark eyes but none of her parents domineering nature rather playing ‘cute’ to get her way. A tease unlike any other she seduced and tormented with ‘games’ upon games both servant and guest vying for a treat be it a ticket to her bed or a simple kiss she had twisted the desires of many in such delicious ways.Lastly the youngest of the family.