Smiling, I remove a lockpicking kit from my belt and get to work, disarming the trap and picking the lock with ease. As it clicks the final tumbler, I...push the door open and stride into the room with a confidence that is instantly deflated when I see that the pedastool holding the statuette is empty.I blink, shake my head, blink several more times, then wipe my eyes.Still not there.In disbelief I check the charm at my wrist. It lies still and silent on it's clasp.A cough cause me to whirl. " the girl said."No, I want to. And I'd be pleased to join you ... if you'd really like me to." Gale said, sheepishly."Yes ... I'd like that very much." the girl said, softly."Great, what to drink?" Gale asked, almost excited."Mmm Ice tea, I think." the girl said, smiling at her."Great, with lemon?" Gale asked.The girl giggled and nodded."Back in a jiffy." Gale said, heading for the kitchen.Cindy watched her go."My when you turn around, you turn around! You're making me hot." Cindy thought to. Who told you to wear clothes before your mistress?’ Wanda questioned. Betty stripped all her clothes off as fast as she could. Upon realizing her position, she dropped down to her knees. That’s when she saw her mistress’s strap-on. With every breath in she could smell the erotic pheromones and all she wanted was nothing more than to suck that dong. ‘Good, slave. At least you know your place.’ She commented. ‘Take off my skirt.’ Wanda ordered. Betty obeyed without hesitation. Off the skirt came. She said, “Pastor Fred has run all the rest off. My parents refuse to leave. Dad says that he will be appointed elsewhere in June and that he won’t give up his family’s church over a misguided fool. It is wearing thin. I’m ready to leave. Six families with teens left after his sermon when you were last here.”“Well, Brad and I are here again. I intentionally wore the same dress. If he starts again, there is an old, old practice called shunning. I will practice it by standing and facing the back.