By about 5a.m.-5:30a.m. there were only two people left in Britney’s house, herself and Sarah Michelle Gellar.The two sat there conversing over beer...and pretzels, they were only slightly tipsy, Sarah was surprised that Britney had managed to keep her wits, Britney was surprised that she had managed to keep her wits, Sarah was never drunk (Britney never had figured that one out as she did drink gallons).The two sex symbols chatted away, laughing frequently, joking about ex’s, laughing about how. Some piss had spilled on her thighs. I started soaping her thigh. She backed out and said ‘baby you dont have to do that’‘Mistress, its okay really’She evaluated and then gave up. As she moved forward, I grabbed her still wet pussy and licked it and then sucked it. she took a long breath and shuddered a bit.She pushed my face back and stepped back. There was a look of worry on her face.‘what are you doing, get out of the bathroom, now!’I was terrified and she was angry.she showered and stepped. She was reasonably attractive though not beautiful. Tracie was tall and skinny with long brown hair. She would be twenty-one in September. She had been engaged and was the most distraught of the four. Her fiance had been killed before her eyes when she was taken by Joe and his gang. Kathy was almost thirty with a good figure. Her dark, auburn hair was perhaps her best feature. It was long and glossy. She had been a waitress before the Day and, of the four, probably the least bright. She did. M., and I briefed him on the new development. It was Tuesday and he promised me to ready everything and to have Judy served by Thursday morning. It was past seven when I arrived at my apartment, and my answering machine was blinking frantically. Come to think of it, so was my cell phone. I discarded all seven calls from Judy, but there was a call from Bethany's cell phone. I called her immediately."Dad, where have you been? Mom came home, and she was crying. She left an hour later and hasn't.