The women agreed. This had been a much more harrowing trip than I had bargained for, and I could hardly wait to get home.It seemed to me that we neede...d to do a more careful survey of the territory before we went out again on the surface. Hell, with the pterodactyls, flying was dangerous enough, but surface travel was more chancy than I wanted to deal with. Talk about your dangerous country—wow!When we got back home, Karen acted exhausted. Jane and I were worried about her, but she insisted that. ”“Yeah, Eli said he had company, so I snuck out early to pick up more wine and essentials to entertain with. Only he never said how many were coming. I was expecting Ken and Julie. I don’t think I know any of you. I’m Zita, by the way.” She set her bags down, taking out two bottles of wine, which she handed to the women. “You can make yourself at home and start pouring, but don’t let Eli fool ya. He speaks the Queen’s English with the best of ‘em. He just likes to disarm people with his ‘down. As our passion for each other heightens, my hands start to wander. Delicately, I touch your face, and lustfully but gently I pull your hair. Then slowly, as my confidence begins to grow, I run my hands down over your breasts. I feel your nipples quickly harden through the silky material of your dress as I do so. Your eyes close and you lean your head back. Your breathing is becoming more rapid, and then your hand squeezes me harder. Your touch alone is enough to make me want to explore your. My friends Kyle and Seth were in one car with Haley’s friend Jenna and I was driving the other with my sister and Kyle’s girlfriend Virginia. We were packed tight with food, luggage, sleeping bags and lots of alcohol. I looked over at Virginia sitting in the passengers seat. Her black hair blowing back in the wind gave the illusion she was flying. Haley, in back, was listening to her old Sum41 album on her ipod. ‘We’re almost there. Just one more hour to go.’ I said. ‘I can’t wait. We should.