Luckily Ashley was staying at a friends house for the weekend, so we could be as loud as we wanted, which we always were when we had the house to ours...lves. When we got in the bedroom I sat down on the edge of the bed and Cindy stood in front of me. “Strip my little slut” Cindy slowly unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, showing that all she had on under her dress was a black lace thong. I have always had a thing for women in sexy panties and Cindy knew this, so ever since we. I continued down almost to the end, and saw a half-circle drive, and a huge house set back about fifty feet from the road. I didn’t see a name on the mailbox, just the numbers — 5415.I went to the end of the street and turned around in a cul-de-sac surrounded by much simpler cinder-block homes similar to some of the homes poorer families lived in Harding County. I headed back to Klondyke, carefully navigated down the steep hill, turned right on Route 50 and continued past Wendy’s, Frisch’s, a. It wasn’t her clothing, jet black as usual. Her hair was still short, spiky, and bright orange. Then it came to me, it was her eyes, they weren’t silver/grey anymore they were red, like solid fire engine red. She blinked and I couldn’t help but shiver. “Oh yeah I forgot to thank you for almost killing me yesterday.” I growled. She giggled girlishly and bit her lip smiling, she cock her head to the side, “You seem to have suffered no ill effects, yes? If your loving sister had not. About five minutes later Liz showed up. Liz is Ronny's wife. I think Ronny is in his early sixties and a die hard hippie from back in the day. He can tell some stories and is a real nice guy. But he is all about love and peace, still wears tie dye and all that. Liz is just the same but I think she is younger, like late forties or early fifties. "You boys are trying out the new hot tub with out me?" Liz laughed. Liz walked back in the house and came back out naked carrying few towels. "Don't.