At the time of this story I worked downtown Toronto in a large office building I was twenty five and single. As soon a rumors started about a possible...transit strike the people started organizing car pools. We were told we could park around the building at no charge during the strike. I said I didn't need a ride because I would ride my bike.. Everyone knew I rode a motorcycle. Jessica, one of the ladies asked if I could give her a ride so I agreed to give her a ride. Over coffee II told her I. She grabbed for her purse and ran forthe court room doors without a word. She was still crying ten minuteslater in the Lawyers' Lounge when she heard someone calling her name.She looked up, her brown eyes filled with tears. Someone handed her alacy handkerchief.It was one of the Weaver sisters. Three woman who'd lived in a largehouse at the edge of town for nobody knew how long. They never seemedto age, always appearing in their late thirty or early forties. On thefew occasions that. Pert breasts with erect nipples sticking up a nicely rounded butt sitting atop her legs tucked under her. The man turned to her and motioned her to a wooden X cross. She went to the cross assuming the position of the cross and the man stepped behind her and lashed her to the cross. He took each limb and lashed it to the cross dragging his hands across her taunt body to the next limb. Once lashed to the cross he released a latch on the base of the cross and turned the cross like a clock so she. I absently stroked her long, dark hair, and let out a sigh of contentment.Then I came fully awake and my eyes widened as I remembered who was sharing my bed...The night before: HalloweenThe latest procession of inebriated guests told me that the party was winding down. Thankfully, Jeanie appeared to have kept her promise and abstained from drinking. She looked steady - and a little irritated - as she helped a stumbling sexy devil up the basement stairs. Jeanie was dressed as a sexy Snow White,.