I realized I was developing urges for Frank after seeing him with Lydia so often but had put them out of my mind this morning. We always started our e...capades by "sneaking" up behind the boys while they were washing the dishes. (Sometimes that led to a good soapy soaking which was all the more fun if we didn't have on a bra.) On this morning, Lydia whispered to me, "Let's switch and see how long it takes them to notice!" I didn't really know where this was going but I assumed we would reveal. You are the brightest young woman it has been my privilege to meet, and with Madame Bovary's assistance I will ensure you will be able to hold forth in any company on the merits, or otherwise, of Messrs Shakespeare, Pope, Marlowe, Milton, Mozart, all of the many Bachs, Gainsborough, Goya, Van Dyke, Rembrandt, Old Uncle Tom Cobleigh and all."She gave a shriek of delight, and threw her arms around my neck before kissing me – her new found decorous behaviour meant it was my cheek rather than my. ”“I respect your honesty Faith, but rules are rules, you can come by later to get your stuff. But please leave.”“Ok.”Both girls head off to Faith’s apartment where she had a surprise set up for her girlfriend. As they walked through the door Faith put the lights on and reveals a giant TV and a DVD player with a selection of all Dawn’s favourite movies and a mountain of popcorn.“Surprise,” said Faith.Dawn looked lost for words and finally managed to say, “Faith, this must have taken ages for you. "Hey, I'm not gonna kill you, alright? No. No way am I ever getting rid of you." I was being dead serious; a nubile piece of teenage ass like hers has got to be kept in the absolute best condition. Saying that and a couple pats on the head seemed to calm her down a bit. She stopped flailing her legs so much and I found it easy to bind her at the ankles with another zip tie. Once again, I found myself on the floor of the backseats with my own captive angel. Carly wasn't.