The drive to his house seemed to take forever. I couldn't wait to getinside so I could relax. "Do you want anything to drink?" Jeff offered."Somethi...g strong and keep them coming!" I replied. He laughed andsuggested a Gin and Tonic. It was just what I needed and it started tocalm my nerves. Jeff invited me into the dining room and I noticed thetable was set for two. There were also candles and some simple flowersin a vase. I could also smell something Italian cooking in the kitchen.I was. Feeling a bit hurt at his brusque attitude towards her and his abandonment, Stacy wandered through the living room, absently noting costumes as she went. Apart from the usual witches, “Jason Vorhees’” and “Freddy Krueger’s,” she saw a Wolfman, a slutty fairy, and a guy in drag. There were plenty of others, but she lost interest in them when she noticed her best friend Cara in a group of girls. Hurrying over to her, she had to admire her costume. Some might say dressing up as Snow White. I waited until seven, and when Brenda still hadn't come out, I went and knocked on her door. She came to her door, but didn't open it."I'm sorry, Gainey, but I don't think I can handle this today. I thought I could, and that's why I didn't call you." Do you want to do something else instead? How about if we go shopping, and you make me some spaghetti? I've been wondering if yours is really better than Campbell's." No, I'm just going to stay in today." You were right about me living like a pig,. Would you like a beer?" Yeah."Heather walked the few steps into the kitchen. She reached up to get a glass out of the cupboard. As she stretched, her halter rode up her breasts until Samson got a good view of her lower nipples. That's why Heather wore this outfit, but she never expected to be showing off her body to a dangerous black animal. She opened the refrigerator for a can of beer. The blast of cold air hit her breasts. Heather felt her nipples grow completely hard until goosebumps.