The moaning behind Erin was intensifying. The sounds were almost painfully wet.“I think you killing my pet was worse. I liked that little thing. All...it wanted was to find a home,” Megan continued. “You’re friend has maybe a minute or two tops. Then Lily is going to cum and what happens next. Well, it’s not going to be good for your little friend.”Erin struggled against her bonds, but between the duct tape and the blonde straddling her, it was a lost cause.“However,” Megan said. “I could make. " I threw a total of forty points. This wasn't getting any prettier. He laughed. "Are you even going to make me work for this win?" I offered a faint snicker. Then, without dignifying the question with any further response, I asked, "What about Jack and Mark? Where are they?" "Hanging out in the living room of our suite. I think Aunt Cindy wanted to talk to them or some shit. She just came in as I was leaving, and I didn't really pay attention to what she said. I'd gotten tired of kicking their. Ginger sat up and barked."See AJ. She just needed to know the score." Jules stood up using her legs; not seeing AJ's appreciative gave on her denim-clad thighs. After her shower, she'd donned denim shorts that fell on her upper thighs and teamed it with a form-fitting t-shirt in emerald green. "Come on, Baby, I'll take you outside and show you the River, that way you know I won't back out of the deal."AJ watched as Ginger trotted along behind Jules to the kitchen and then out the back door.. Only last week Michael was in the attic rummaging around in the trunk where he kept Michele's accoutrements hidden away from his wife, when he had inadvertently stepped back into the trap door and fell to the floor banging his head.In an instant, the repressed memories of his life as the undercover transvestite flooded back into his brain. As he sat there rubbing his head, a smile crossed his face as he recalled the absolute pleasure he received when he was dressed as his alter ego Michele.