‘Just good old-fashioned fucking!’ Béla, confused, scanned around the room, picking up vague images of what had been being discussed. Tanya proje...ted what Beth had almost talked her into. Béla stared at sweet, innocent Beth and laughed out loud.‘Way to go, girl!’ Béla exclaimed. ‘Maybe next time! The sun’s almost up. We have to leave.’ She could feel the regret that Frank and Tanya broadcast at her announcement.‘Don’t wait so long next time, Space Girl,’ Tanya said. ‘We love you! We need to see. She felt her own pulse quicken as she touched herself while these women watched her. She pinched her nipples and made herself jump a little as she felt that stimulus go straight to her pussy. ‘Yes Tati. Your breasts are very sensitive aren’t they? It feels good to have them fondled. I’ve always found that teenage girls have especially sensitive breasts.’ Tati realized quickly that these 2 women must have taken other girls before her. The thought of them trapping other girls as she had been. It wasn’t surprising I suppose; I should expect a young woman that was home alone to lock the door behind her. It did present me with a few problems though.I rattled the door in frustration - should I actually break in? It did strike me as being sloppy. I had an amazing and undetectable power at my disposal; I shouldn’t leave any trace at my presence if I could help it. Not unless I wanted to for some reason anyway. I quickly checked the front door - locked as well - and returned to the back of. The Wild Horse is a huge bar, grille and western dance destination. We found a table next to the dance floor and ordered martinis from our cowgirl waitress . The waitress was wearing tight short-shorts, seamed stockings and a gaping t-shirt. The dance floor was packed with lots of cowboy and cowgirl wannabees. I asked Carol to dance a Texas two-step with me. I had my arm behind her shoulder. She had her arm resting on my arm. We did a classic quick-quick, slow-slow. As we danced Carol was.