Ritual of a deity

Cruising over the bumpy “road”, which was cut out and weaving through the forests of Chile, South America, a white Range Rover steadily made its way through the thicket. NuIn it, were 7 people who were studying Archeology together and were now on a “work” vacation, trying to do some exploration of their own. They came across a story of ancient temple ruins honoring a special kind of god which held some peculiar artifacts and strange decoration, but further details weren’t given. It didn’t matter, the story sparked their curiosity and come holiday time, they set off to where this ancient temple ruins was supposed to be.

Driving the 4x4 was Garett, an athletic man of 24 years old, short black hair, angular jaws and always had an unshaven look. With his signature leather jacket he took everywhere he could easily star in the next Indiana Jones movie. No one could ever find a reason to call him ungentlemanly.

Next to him sat 22 year old Michelle, a ebony skinned beauty with shoulder length half curly, half dreadlocked black hair, wearing colorful clothing that showed more skin than it needed. She was a real party animal, fun loving and quite the tease, liking to show of her well rounded ass and above average bosom.

Riding in the backseat behind Garett was Victoria. She was 23 years old, had straight, mid long raven black dyed hair, electric crystal blue eyes and a pale skin, black mascara and a few tattoos. That she was originally a blonde can only be seen from her undyed hair ends. She like to dress in black leather (no matter the moment or temperature), also carried around an above average rack and was a real tomboy.

Next to her sat 23 year old Jesse, a guy with half long straight brown hair, blue eyes and a face models would be jealous of. He was skinny, always dressed immaculately and was quite arrogant at times. The people he was with were the only ones of his class he could get along with, since they knew how to handle him.

The only one who could outdo Jesse in the face department was 20 year old Julia, sitting next to him. Her hourglass body looked good (although her breast size was quite average), but her striking feature was that she had the visage of an angel. Canvassing that perfect face from the sides was glossy, waving brown hair, reaching to her butt. She always dressed classy, was always playing “out of reach” with boys and hadn’t found any one of them worthwhile to let them claim her virginity, though none of her friends knew about this fact.

Riding behind the back seats with the backpack were 21 year old Alex and 23 year old Charlie. Alex was a fair skinned girl with curly red shoulder length hair and was lightly freckled around her cheeks and nose. Her body was still more that of a girl than that of a woman and she therefore didn’t have much in the form of a bosom or round figures. She was always very positive and you’d have a hard time getting her down.

Charlie was born from a Chinese father and an American mother and had inherited his father’s bodily traits. He had short black spiky hair, light frame and was very energetic. This helped a lot with the free running he did most of his free time. Quite the show off, he had a loud, big mouth but quite the small, gingerbread heart. Liked to dress extravagant and was a bit of a womanizer.

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