“We can’t get anyone qualified there in that time. I understand you have secure storage; just go ahead and store them. It will be Monday morning.�...��You will get details before then, I bet; just as soon as the media finds out, I thought.I called Ben, Frank and Eric on a conference call that lasted 20 minutes. I informed Eric to send the DHS to pick up the drugs. Then I napped until I heard the gear lock down. It was midnight; I feared the fun was just beginning.It was late 0300 when I crawled into. His hair waved blackly off his forehead and framed aface of clear skin, tanned but unlined. His shouldersshrugged as he gave up waiting for her.“Can I help you?” The question dripped into her brainlike hot silver.“Um, my car'” She began, but got no further.“What about your car?” “It’s stuck. Um, it’s stuck'”. Coherence was not reallywith her at that moment. “In the cattle grid.” “Ah, I see. And you need help to pull. I pushed my cock deep inside her and thought to myself that neither of us had been discussed protection, not that I wanted a condom over my dick. We were more or less strangers but that wasn't stopping us fucking unprotected and the fact she didn't care just made me even hornier. I pounded away at her pussy as hard as I could, holding onto her hips and as I did she moaned with pleasure; my god she was loud and she was clearly loving my young cock. As I thrashed away I considered when the last. Carrying her makeup bag into Suite 2A, the suite she was to share with Trevor this week, she heard a sound and looked up. Coming out of the suite's bathroom--also without a door--after dropping off his own Dopp kit, was her roommate for the week. Trevor Stiles was as naked as she was. He looked up when he noticed Brooke's presence in the suite's main room.Despite having seen and been around each other while totally naked during the latter part of the previous week--Rush Week--they still smiled.