"You are like the chillest dude I've ever met. Seriously. Not to sound like a creep or a freak, but like you know I just walked in and caught you jerk...ng. And you're like totally mellow about it," Caitlin said.I just laughed. I really didn't have a clue what the fuck to say. Caitlin finally spoke."So um, not to sound like a weirdo. But you know, well I heard what you were saying," she said. And just stood there without another word."Yeah? I'm sorry. I mean, that was probably kinda creepy and. When she came to us, though, it was all paint. Her pussy lips were clearly visible on close look and her nipples were standing out erect. Mom started to say something but I put my finger to my lips and indicated Helen. She stopped.Then, Tim called for Helen. She turned to us, “I don’t know if I can do this.”Mom put her hand under her chin and kissed her lightly, “You know you will. After everything that has already happened this weekend, you know this is a finale. And, I feel Tim has something. It was like a jail cell except that only three walls were solid. The forth just seemed to be a gaping opening into the hall way. Maybe they forgot to close the door. Groaning, he sat up and got to his feet. The world around him spun as the blood rushed from his head. He suddenly stumbled and put his hands out to stop his fall. They came in contact with some sort of solid force over the entrance. It glowed around his hand, showing where it was. ‘What the hell…?’ Zeke mumbled, stepping back. He fought for breath in the withering heat as he peered through the cracks; there was the cover of brush growing against the wall outside, and the cool air of the beckoning ocean breezed through the cracks. He put his knee to the rendering and groaned as his back went flat against the hot furnace wall; his anus tingled with fear at the noise as the rendering fell away. He held his breath, then clambered through the hole it left, his scorched back stinging with pain. He was momentarily blinded.