Topic: Hill House: Brenda's Gift (Brenda's Route)
The REAL Start of a New Day...
Unending BE - episode 3773
Sharon smiles from where she's kneeling in front of Jim, his massive cock in her warm hand, gently stroking it as she licks her lips and says...
"Hey, Jim - If you're that tired, maybe you should have stayed home."
James Robert Harrigan - 'Jim' to his freinds - jerked his head up with a start - then began to flush as he realized he'd drifted off to sleep - and into a weird dream.
A really weird dream.
As the slightly-bookish looking young man rose from the mildewy couch, he brushed off his jeans and T-shirt. Looking around, he thought to himself that 'weird dreams' could be excused in a place like this.
"Come on, sleepyhead." Sharon, Jim's current girl chided gently. "Rick and the others are waiting for us in the foyer."
Jim needed no urging to follow Sharon anywhere. Short and a little on the 'pale and skinny' side - a result of her part-time job at the town library - his girlfriend was cute, if a little flat chested. But she had a world-class ass, which made following her a real pleasure.
Even if he WAS following her in Hill House, the huge, supposedly 'cursed' mansion atop - oddly enough - a hill.
Of course, none of them would even THINK of coming to a place like this on Halloween Night - that was just too cliche.
So, they'd come on Hell night, the night before Haloween.
Entering the foyer of the massive, creepy mansion, Jim smiled at the little knot of friends. Nearly inseperable, they'd decided to do this as one of their world-famous... well, town-famous stunts.
Rick, his carrot-topped friend (and the town's most famous marathon runner) was there. As usual, he had his arm around Candace, the amazingly tall, slender (and flat chested) dancer with the fabulous legs. The tall brunette nodded at Jim.
Then, of course, there was Brad and Brenda. Both blond, Brad was the classic 'Surfer Dude', so laid back that you sometimes had to hold a mirror under his nose to make sure he was still breathing. Brenda - like a female clone of Brad, her boyfreind, was as deeply tanned as Brad, and had the same golden hair. But she was a true beach-bunny, with DDD-cup tits she liked to barely cover with tiny crop-tops, and just enough brain power to figure out how to microwave popcorn.
"So - what's the plan?" Jim asked, seeing they'd already discussed the night's 'festivities' while he'd slumbered.
Rick laughed. "Scavanger hunt. Whoever brings back the coolest thing gets the first pick of the booze." He gestured at the cooler. "We've drawn straws to see who teams with who - this is a partner thing."
Jim agreed that it sounded fun> Although he had preferences in some matters, in something like this, the pairing up would work fine, no matter who it was. So, he wasn't upset to discover his partner was...
"Oh, this will be fun!" Brenda giggled - doing interesting things to her firm, round tits.
"Yeah - sure." Jim agreed. Truthfully, Brenda would be useless in the search - but the buxom blonde beach bunny gave him something fantastic to look at while he did all the work, so it balanced out. "Come on - let's get going."
The pairs spread off, each heading for a different part of the moldering mansion. When a stry whim passed through Jim's mind, he couldn't help but act on it. Sure, he was in a relationship with Sharon, and he'd never actually CHEAT on her - but taking Brenda down to the basement alomst guarenteed she'd get scared - and press herself tightly against him. It was simply to good to pass up.
It didn't take long for him to lead Brenda into the cool, musty basement - where they both stopped dead, amazed by the sight that greated them.
It was the quintessential 'Mad Scientest's Laboratory.' A strange chair with wide feet and arms rested on a raised platform in the middle of the room. Along one wall was a large device with a strange metal ball sticking out of it on a short post, and on the other side of the room there was a collection of beakers full of odd-colored liquids.
"Ohhh... I think I saw this in a movie once!" Brenda exclaimed, wandering (to his dissapointment) away from Jim's side.
*Brenda examines the metal sphere