We both have a few other people living in both of our houses, so could you and Sandra make a quick trip out here?" Um, sure, I guess, what's this abou..., Josh?" Don't worry, its nothing bad, we'd just like to chat, that's all."Even with those words out there, I failed to hear any words back from her, but I still heard her breathing somewhat heavily though."What, dude, you have your eyebrows up there?" Will pondered, closing the gap."London seems uneasy," I whispered."Why?" he asked.I shrugged my. I know that the norm is skirt and knickers. However, you only have your bra left, and therefore I will unclip that.”Margaret gasped as she felt Emma unclip her bra. The straps slid down her arms, and she tried madly to catch the bra. As she squirmed around, she knew that her breasts were swaying and she felt even more humiliated than normal. She gave up trying to save her bra and let the straps slip further down her arms, and the bra fell to the floor. As she placed her hands back on the floor,. Flip-flop sandals were on her feet. Butthat wasn't what first caught his attention. He noticed her toenails werepainted a sparkly pink color and had tiny little white flowers painted onthem. Unbeknownst to her...or anyone, for that matter, Sam was a man witha foot fetish, so this was quite a lovely sight for him. He momentarilyforgot whose feet he was gazing at.The morning sun was behind Jessica as she stood in the doorway, and thelight streaming through the thin dress made it virtually. Mrs. felt quite puzzled at the meaning of the boys' gestures.Soon they reached the entrance to a shabby 2 storey brick building. A few windows were broken and the entrance was spray-painted with graffiti. A broken sign over the entrance read "...rec...center".Mrs. didn't like the looks of the place. Maybe it was the wrong place? She asked, "Inside? No." She showed them the paper with the address again.That was when everything went bad. The young man flung the door open and the men behind shoved.