Clearly, this is the start of a beautiful friendship with benefits between you all.

You all chuckle amongst yourselves. "You know," says Jess, "we really should try to stick together." She look around at the others. "I mean, when some of our kind... mesh like this, well, it's something that's worth building on."

You all nod at that--this sense that's building among you all, of belonging, it... well, it feels pleasurable, beyond the fucking. (Though naturally, you all enjoy the fucking, very much.) "So, what do we now?" you ask.

Amanda smiles at that. "You know, Dad and I were originally going to pick up my little sister at the West Parkville Mall when... all this happened."

Jess grins. "She hot like you?"

"Oh, yeah," says Amanda with a nod, and lusty lick of her lips.

Robert smiles, stroking his prick. "Family is important in times like these."

Amanda feigns a pout. "You just want to fuck her little pussy, when you already have mine."

"I want to fuck both your little pussies, you delectable slut," he says, tossling Amanda's hair.

Parkville is part of Narville's metropolitan area, the prosperous middle class suburb to Narville's business and industry center--the Mall is a decent ways away. "Well, if I go back and get my keys, I can dri..." You turn and realize that in your supernatural fucking, the four of you have totaled your car. "Fuck that," you mutter. You glance at Jess's corvette, and then shake your head. "You had to get a two-seater, didn't you?"

"Hey, fuck you, man," she replies. "I travel in style."

"You and one other person," says Robert. "A station wagon's a better buy. You can drive your friends places, and the backseat's as good as a bed..."

"You conceive Amanda here in yours?" snaps Jess.

"I conceived both my daughters in mine," says Robert. "That car was a fucking lovenest. I still fucking miss it."

"It was a great car, Dad," agrees Amanda with an expression that suggests that Robert has a habit from his mortal days of going into paeans of his long-lost station wagon. "Anyway, We'll just fly there. Lilith gave us wings for a fucking reason." She turns around. "I should probably call ahead. Make sure she's still there." She frowned to herself. "Fuck, now I have to find my phone. Dropped it when Daddy started **** me."

"You should have just let yourself be ****, hon," said Robert. "Would have been less hassle for all of us."

"Yeah, yeah," says Amanda, walking away, her full ass jiggling sexily, "hindsight's 20/20..."

Jess regards her for a moment with a combination of lust and sympathy. "Just focus on it. You'll find it. We are made in Lilith's image now, and Lilith does not lose her fucking cellphone."

You glance at Robert. "So, what's the plan when we get there?"

Robert shrugs. "I figure we'll play it by ear. Won't lie to you--never was some kind of master strategist, and I'm still not. But I got by, and I suspect I'll get by." He smiles at you and Jess. "I think we all will."

"Fucking A'," cries Amanda, waving her cellphone about. "That focus shit works!"

"Toldya!" shouts Jess as Amanda calls up her sister. "Lilith does not lose her cellphone, or her car-keys."

You stare at her for a moment. "You used it to find your car-keys before you came here, didn't you?"

"Yes," she says with a nod. "Yes, I did."

Robert shrugs. "Hey, we've all got to figure this thing out someway."

"Sure, love you too, Meg," says Amanda. She turns to the rest of you. "Right, I just checked--she's still there, and it is apparently crazy there. She's walled up with some friends in a furniture store. Oh, and my boyfriend Derek and a couple other friends are there at O'Malley's. Meg was going to hole up there with them, but she went to get some friends, things got out of hand..."

Jess smiles at that. "Lots of possibilities there."

Robert nods, a sinister grin on his face. "I'm feeling a happy coming on..."