Keep looking for Robyn
From Torg Adventure
You pull out of Sondra's ravished body, tucking your cock away as you glance at her lush open thighs and your cream dribbling out of her swollen, well fucked pussy. She's laying back on the table, gasping softly in the afterglow of her orgasm.
Smiling to yourself you turn away from the blonde's body and put her out of your mind. Despite all the fucking you've done tonight your interest in meeting the unknown Robyn is undiminished. Your discovery of sex toys and porn in the room upstairs has sparked a feeling of lustful intrigue. You have a few things to go on; her name and that she lives in the house, that she may be blonde and may be one of the girls in the picture in your pocket, and that according to the unreliable Elena is a "stuck up cunt."
You go back in the house and stroll towards the bar scanning the women as you go. There are several blondes, but none look much like the girls in the picture.
You order a drink and lean an elbow on the bar while it's being poured.
"Do you know a Robyn?" you ask the bartender. He shakes his head briefly in negation.
"Sorry. I don't know many names here. I was just hired for the evening. There's an older woman around, the house mother. She was the one who gave me instructions. Her name's Mrs. Huston. That's her over in the corner with the tall blonde."
You look in that direction and see a curvy woman close to your own age talking to a willowy high breasted blonde. You smile quietly. The blonde is one of the girls in the picture in your pocket.
Approach them? Wait for the blonde to be alone? Something else.
