I got out of the door and the street was fairly busy with the usual Friday night revelry and I could not see Chrissy. I called Lorraine, but it went t... answer machine. I said ‘If you’re there, pick up, I really need to talk to you.’ The phone clicked and Lorraine’s concerned voice said ‘What’s happened? Is Chrissy OK?’ I replied tentatively ‘Er…no, not really, she ran out of the restaurant on me and I can’t find her anywhere in the street. I’ll check the taxi rank and the bars, but I think she. Yes, you heard that right. We two kids... ahem young adults are going to improve our house.It will probably sound a lot more believable when I tell you what exactly we are going to improve: we will remake the attic into a bona-fide dungeon. Of course we have to be circumspect, can’t have all those torture devices laying about for our parent to find. She is out a lot, but she’s neither neglectful nor clueless, so we do need to be careful.We start with the basics: sweeping, dusting,. She lead us upstairs to her bedroom, and we arranged ourselves in a circle on the floor, spreading our legs apart so our smooth, bare pussies were visible, everyone could see everyone else’s bare pussies. I felt like a slutty little girl who loved exposing herself, and that just made me hotter. "Let’s do it, just do what you normally would do if you were masturbating alone, and enjoy ", Susie whispered. Masturbating ourselves in full view of each other, the idea made my pussy gush,. My mind was absolutely free of any derailed ideas.It was around 8 when I heard her voice again. She was calling out for me. I was quite reluctant to get up and let her go on with her calls for me for some time thinking my mum would pick up the sound sooner or later. But she never showed up neither did Nora stop. So I finally got up and went up to the bathroom door. It was opened very slightly and Nora was right behind it. Her face lit-up when she saw me.She said, “Aron, can you get me a towel?.