" Jodie's father Jim, a short man of fifty, with a pink complexion and a bald head, helped with the decorating. They joked and laughed as they worked,...enjoying themselves."Your father was really a big help," stated Laurie, "and a lot of fun, too." Yes, I know," replied Jodie. "Ever since my mother died last year, he's been really lonely. I think this party will cheer him up, though." Are there going to be many boys at the party?" asked Laurie."I hope so," said Jodie. "It wouldn't be much fun,. I should have known something was wrong the way she giggled. She went to her dresser, got her vibrator. I knew what was going to happen, she saw the fear in my face, and that only made her smile more.She put the dick up to her pussy and demanded that I suck her dick. I was on my hands and knees sucking her just like she had me a thousand times. She was calling me her cocksucking slave. She asked me if I liked her dick, I wanted to say no, but I couldn’t, and she knew it. Then she said her dick. Her head began to spin, she took a step back, bought the gun up again, felt suddenly immensely giddy (stronger then the rush of the potent skunkweed she'd occasionaly smoked in college) She dropped the torch, touched her temple, dropped the shotgun, passed out." "Drumming.She was lying on her back, quite uncomfortably on her back, and there was drumming. Her eyes opened, and gradually as her head cleared she realised she was staring at the starry sky. She tried to move, but her hands were tied,. “We’ve all met before, haven’t we?” There was silence from the two of them. “Haven’t we… Blondie?”The marginally taller of the two girls worked her jaw, but no sound came out. She looked to her associate for guidance and the scarlet gave the sigh of a girl furious at having been caught so easily. “Yes,” the more slender girl replied, clearly aware that silence on the subject no longer mattered. She’d known about the webcams he’d installed around the place on a paranoid whim – they both had..