The master bedroom and Kurt's first delivery

Once the group in the main room split apart, Lisa followed the two older girls to the master bedroom. Her mind was still filled with her thoughts on Zack, so she walked distracted, little knowing that the object of her mental meanderings was just as lost in thought at that moment as she was. Lisa's thoughts kept drifting back to a conversation she had had with Madison when Madison invited her to come on the trip. Madison, knowing that Lisa had never fully gotten over Zack, had encouraged her to come and see if there was a chance Zack might be interested in getting back together. Lisa had hesitated and denied the possibility, she knew quite well that Zack was still crushing on Victoria, it was unmistakable to anyone who watched Zack as much as she did. Madison insisted, saying that Lisa just needed to make Zack hers and erase anyone else from his mind. Lisa's resistance, however, did not crumble until she asked Madison how she would be able to handle it if she got back together with Zack and he still couldn't get over Vicky. At that moment, she realized the answer. She wanted Zack even if she had to share his heart. The depth of her feelings scared her, she really shouldn't be thinking that way. "Not that I would okay with him actually dating Victoria or anyone else while going out with me," she tried to reassure herself.

Lisa came out of her thoughts to realize that at some point they had reached the master bedroom and that both Taylor and Hannah were looking her way expectantly. "Did you ask me something?" she asked. "I wasn't really listening."

"Oh," replied Taylor. "I was just asking again whether you wanted to share the bed. It is more than large enough for three people." She pointed to the bed, which certainly did seem like to could fit all three of them comfortably. "I would be sleeping in the middle, so you wouldn't have to worry about Hannah trying to seduce you during the night."

"Don't feel like sharing me with her?" Hannah queried, approaching Taylor and pressing her bountiful bosom into the tall girl's arm. "You don't need to worry," she purred. "I am always available to you."

Taylor shook her off. "I know. And you know that I am not interested. Remember that we are here to relax and be chaperones for our younger siblings' friends, not for you to find new playthings."

"Fine," Hannah responded, backing away though with a saunter as if to make Taylor know what she was missing. "Don't want you kicking me out of the bed entirely."

Taylor looked back to the younger girl. "You really are welcome to share with us."

Lisa shook her head. Something about sharing a bed with her ex-boyfriend's older sister bothered her, and Hannah was not making her any more comfortable. "No, I am just fine. I am more comfortable this way."

"Well, I can't **** you," the tall girl replied. With that, the conversation ended for the moment as the three girls set about unpacking.

Eventually, Hannah got a mischievous look on her face as she thought of a way to get back at her friend. "You know, since Taylor won't let me have my fun, I guess I will just have to experience things vicariously." Turning to the younger girl she continued. "So tell me, Lisa, how is Zack's dick? I have always been curious, but Taylor won't let me find out for myself."

Perhaps it was her earlier thoughts, but Hannah's questions triggered something in Lisa, and the mental image of Zack together with the older girl filled her mind. Both of them naked, with Hannah pressing her large breasts into Zack's arm, while reaching down to measure the length of his long, hard cock. That image did not produce a feeling of jealousy within her, but instead made her wish she could join in, pressing her own breasts against his other arm, her hand intertwining with Hannah's as they stroked Zack's cock together. A deep blush filled her face at that thought.

"Hannah...." Taylor warned, glaring at her best friend. She had seen the way Lisa had looked at Zack when they had picked her up, and had as little interest in Hannah starting a catfight as in Hannah trying to hook up with her brother. She turned to the young Latina to tell her that she didn't need to answer, but stopped when she saw the expression on Lisa's face. "Zachary Walter Bishop," she thought. "What have you done to this poor girl?"

Having parted ways with Gavin, Kurt made his way to the master bedroom to give Lisa her cot. In many ways despite having three girls in it the master bedroom held some of the least interest for him. Kurt mentally reviewed his current list. At the bottom, of course, was his cousin. She was unquestionably hot, but since Gavin was interested in her, he would leave her alone. Lisa was also low, as his cousin had been all too eager to inform him that Lisa had learned self-defense from her cop father and that she was likely still interested in her ex-boyfriend. Since that ex-boyfriend was on this trip, he would need a good plan before trying anything. The two older girls looked too experienced for his normal tricks and would likely not be easy prey, but perhaps with more information he might find a way to attack the smoking hot blonde and her taller friend with the sexy voice. He would have put Ashley in this group as well, but Gavin's information had given him the basic ideas for a plan to deal with her boyfriend. Madison was temporarily off-limits while Gavin did his thing, but if his plan for Brandon worked, she would be wide open once Gavin was done with her. And that left the other two virgins on the trip. And conveniently, one of them was his roommate for the week. If he was going to avoid sleeping on a cot tonight, she seemed like the best choice to start with.

Reaching the master bedroom, Kurt gave the door a quick knock. He wanted to get this delivery over as soon as possible. Not hearing a response to his knock, he reached for the doorknob to check if it was locked. Finding it unlocked, he turned the knob and slowly opened the door so that he could look inside.

As he entered the room, all three of the room's occupants turned to look at him. He clearly had interrupted some sort of conversation, and based on the look on the Latina's face, it must have been sexual in content as a mixture of embarrassment and desire filled her cheeks. Kurt decided he might need to hasten the development of a plan to get the younger girl, as he suddenly felt the need to see that look on her face as he pounded her cunt to oblivion. That, however, would need to wait for later. With a grin, he got back to the task at hand.

"Here, I brought you the cot," he told the girls. "I'll just leave it here so you can get back to your conversation." So saying, he leaned the cot up against the wall, and, with a casual wave, turned and left the room. Much as he wanted to stay, he had an appointment to keep.