I had never heard such a litany of crap in my entire life. There was no real evidence against the girls. The entire case was based on superstition and...unproven accusations by people who hadn't really seen or heard anything. From this, it was obvious to me that there was an ulterior motive behind all of this somewhere.As noon approached, the Sisters became more frantic and desperate, as more wood was piled up around them and the stakes. By then the two speakers had fallen silent, and a man. But still Carl sat and waited his turn.It was almost time, and the special gift that was Carl.Angel’s face could be clearly seen on one of the screens, and Jan grinned as Carl finally stood up, stroking his cock as he did so.Using the technology she had learned in class, Jan was able to split screen to show Angel’s face, and her arse at the sane time.Carl stood up and walked towards the helpless Angel. The others had done what they could, and now it was his turn. As the other lads left the. ‘Looks like we’ve been traded,’ I said. ‘I mean, are we going to shack-up?’ practical little Bette insisted. ‘How would you feel about that?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know,’ she replied. ‘How about you?’ ‘Same with me. Do you squeeze your toothpaste tube? Crumple or fold your toilet paper? There are lots of things about you that I don’t know!’ Bette smiled wanly. ‘I’m glad you’ve got a sense of humor, Jim,’ she said. ‘I think we’re going to need it.’ Louise and Phil came out carrying two overnight. He said, "You never stepped outside of the front door with your lady clothes on?" I said no, I didn't have the courage to go out as a gurl. He said, "Well, let's fix that." He then grabbed me by the arm and dragged me outside onto the porch of the apartment. I was protesting loudly and he told me not to worry we'll just stay on the porch. The porch was enclosed by a four foot high wall and I stood behind the wall and rested my elbows on the ledge. From the street, you could probably just.