We went into the kitchen and she insisted I have a glass of wine with her. She bent down to get a wine glass from the cupboard and I couldn't help but...stare at her ass. As her skimpy shorts rode up into her crack I could see the edge of the black underwear she had underneath. I felt a twang of guilt- this was my best friends girl! What was I thinking? But the sight of her perfect petite ass had stirred a semi in my pants. Beth stood up and turned round. She shot me a smug smile as she turned. Any port city probably had hundreds if not thousands of people who would pay whatever they had to buy passage to Hunter Island.I knew from my short time on the mainland that it was common knowledge there that the Island’s people were so warlike and skilled at slaughter that they had easily kicked the Brotherhood out. Apparently, before that campaign the Hunter Island people had been regarded as backwards, maybe even subjects of ridicule. Now, however, there was respect and fear when an Islander. ...And now the House was here.He walked toward the instrument of his revenge, ignoring a suddenshiver that ran through his spine....Some time later, the jocks received some very special invitations, andfound themselves unable to refuse .....One of the special tricks the House possessed was that on command, itwould remove itself and its occupants to another plane. There, timemoved much more slowly than in our world, so even though the guestswould be trapped for only the three day weekend in. I went to open his car door as i assumed we would do the deed there. But shane quickly grabbed my wrist to stop me."You know me better than that Tasha. Im feeling extra freaky tonight and this car isn't going to satisfy my needs. Get your ass in the fucking house" But shane my boyfriend is in there asleep, we cant do that" I said get your ass in the fucking house"Without another word i lead shane into my house. Our feet were barely in the door before shane picked me up and wrapped my legs.