He didn't have to wait long. Soon, they were lined up, ready for orders. "No nipple jewelry today. There is no way it won't show under your clothes." ...e carefully and gently removed the clips personally, making sure their little nipple tips were in tiptop shape. Then he let the teens get dressed.They had chosen jeans, t-shirts and loose over-blouses. "Very nice, girls. You look sharp. I have something for each of you." Pete opened a drawer and took out a small box. To replace the nipple. “Come with me.”She took my hand, led me from my room into hers, across the room to her bed. I can’t describe what I was feeling, never had I had these feelings before. My eyes were taking in her luscious body, that was clearly visible through the sheer lingerie. She climbed in her bed, pulling me by the hand, until we were both lying next to each other. As we laid there, our eyes locked into each other’s gaze, she softly caressed my cheek with her soft, warm hand. She leaned forward and pressed. She felt the cold, sharp flit touch her neck. Just a slash, not a big hard one, a soft, gentle tear, the slit ached. Warm blood ran down her throat and covered her breasts. Thick spurts of her life spattered over the grass of late spring below her, scarring the green with deep dark crimson. The pain tore at her body as his hips struck her legs and ass, the sickening pecker tore her insides, and her blood flowed from her. She tried to scream, but no sound came from her gaping mouth. She felt. “Yes, well good, I guess,” said Stacey, “now to plan.”“Yes, I think that your idea of going down there for Valentine’s is a good one. He likely won’t expect us and so he’ll have a harder time escaping us,” said Ronald.“Yes, and oh, Jane Driscoll’s gonna be in town. Her husband’s overseas so I’m inviting her to come with us down to Douglas. Whaddya think?” she said.“That’s fine with me; the more the merrier. It’s your decision anyway,” he said.I hadn’t even gotten an invitation for New Year’s. I.