When she emerged from the bathroom, I called to her letting her know her tea was on the table. I thought she would go upstairs and dress before sittin... down but she waltzed into the lounge with just a towel wrapped around her and sat on the sofa opposite me.While the towel was big enough to cover the most intimate parts, it was only just. Her long slim legs were out and it didn’t take much imagination to what the last few inches would look like. Her blonde hair caressed her bare shoulders and. Their faces were serious and unmoving and they all had different skin tones, some reddish, others more dark green or blue. They didn't seem like ravenous uncontrollable perverts like the threshers.After they were all forced into the cage, all but one of the demons stepped back a few feet and the one standing in front smiled at them all. "Welcome, welcome little ones. I see we've lost one already haven't we?" He questioned"Where did they take her!?" one of the girls cowardly asked. Her voice. Both were dressed in their cheerleading uniforms. The hem of Ramona's skirt was caught in the back where it had obviously been accidentally tucked inside her panties. There was something glistening running down Tiffany's right inner thigh."Stop right there." ordered Coach in his coach's voice."We were just getting some towels." babbled Ramona."Really?" asked Claire, feeling bad for just having done exactly what these two girls had done, and now having to catch them at it. "Where are they?"Both. "Hello, Thomas. It's been a pleasure to meet you, too! I'm Lynda Curtis. Diana's my best friend. But not if she keeps standing there gawking at me while I'm getting acquainted with ... my husband!"Husband?!! Yes ... I'll marry you... Tom smiled widely at her. He looked at the shocked faces of Charles and Diana. "Well ... we appreciate you two arranging for us to meet, but you heard the lady! You two stop gawking at us and go get ready for your cookout! We'll be out to help you in a little.