Brenna

In exactly 30 minutes, Brenna is parked just in front of the coffee house, as directed. The trunk filled with all the finest food and drink for their new guest that Vaj and Ash have already, no doubt, wrapped around their fingers. She smiles and thinks about the other places their new companion may be wrapped before this night ends. She lets her imagination roam to what could be in store for the evening as her hand roams down her tummy and between her legs, lingering for a moment.

"She certainly is a yummy little thing isn't she?" she asks outloud to no one, smiling to herself again. She peeks through the front door of the coffee house from the warmness of the car, but doesn't see them. "C'mon you guys, work your magic and lets get rollin," she says under her breath, lowering her rearview mirror to check her hair and make-up one last time. She readjusts it and peeks back through the door.

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