"The powers that be want you at their strategy planning conference in Cannes, Friday to Sunday, 17th to 19th of August. To be followed by attending an... speaking at the Group Conference in Hawaii, 3rd to 7th of September." Nice places." I said, forlornly. "In business terms it could make me, but in private terms I'm not so sure. I assume I don't have an option." Not really. And you can nominate two ordinary members of staff to go to the Hawaii conference with you. And can I come? I've never been. Both housed horrors of the most extreme kind and yet looked well kept like a proud suburban home with a vegetable garden featuring a pumpkin patch invading the well groomed lawn and near the entrance to the house vivid red roses.Tangled in the rose bushes with a growing red stain of a slightly different hue coloring the once white nightie lay a woman taking her last, blood filled breathe. A rifle lay impotently just past her stretched out hand. Above her on the stoop like a hunter over his kill. He sucked on the nipples repeatedly and bit them a bit. Neha let out a cry of pain and told him to stop.Sandly pulled the ghagra up and felt her thighs. They were creamy white and smooth. He was surprised to see the thongs and pushed them on one side. He felt her soft ass and slapped them lightly. Neha grabbed his cock and started rubbing it. She untied his pyjamas and his dick sprang free. She started stroking it. Both of them were completely naked. They felt each other bodies and were. Now I was almost done. I looked in her closet and found a cute pair of white Keds. I sat on the bed and laced them onto my feet. They were a little snug, but not to uncomfortable. I found some red and blue ribbons in one of the vanity drawers and tied my wig up into a cute improvised ponytail. I used some of her lipstick to give me more of a teen look and suddenly I WAS a cheerleader!I was never so happy, and turned on, in my whole life. I spent what must have been a life time looking at myself.