I hear laughter coming from Brin’s room and as I walk through the doorway and someone jumps out and shrieks a high-pitched sound. It’s Lola dressed asAlice in Wonderland, but she has fake blood all over her, and she cackles and runs around like a crazy woman as I shake my head.

“If you’re trying to be scary, you didn’t succeed.” She pouts at my comment and tips her hat at me.

“Well, that’s my queue. I’m going downstairs to scare up something to drink. The room is yours.”

I’m about to turn and say something about Roman looking for her, but out of my peripheral vision I see a shapely goddess step into the light. There standing in the corner of the room, illuminated by lanterns and strobe lights, with eerie noise being piped in through speakers, is Brinly, wearing a floor-length gown, all in white, and a bodice that emphasizes her voluptuous curves which has her tits bursting out at the top.

“Holy shit, you look so fucking beautiful.”

She doesn’t say a thing, instead just crooks her princess-like finger at me in a gesture that says, “Come here.” So, I do what any guy would do when he’s caught in the tractor beam of a sexy as fuck woman. I walk toward her.

But not before she stops me and says, “Shut and lock the door.”