"My cheeks warmed. "Uh, that would be me. It was an ... impulse cut."She laughed, turning around to look at me. "Nothing wrong with beingimpulsive, my...dear. All of history's famous women were. Just remember totemper that boldness with a little common sense." She tossed the damppaper into the wastebasket, then gave me a stern look. "You're a prettygirl, and sometimes pretty girls don't think things through."I shrugged, my hand resting on the closed door of the stall. "Guess I'mstill getting used. I walk up behind the sofa tranquilizer ready, I lean over her from behind and push the needle into her neck, she doesn't even have a chance to wake up. I tie her up and drag her out of the house and to my car waiting outside, I throw her in the boot and lock it, now everything else can happen.I drive for about an hour to get to the location, an abandoned mansion in the middle of a forest. The perfect stage for tonight’s performance. The house has been around since the Victorian times and has. But Louise, becoming excited got down to Rose's bed took off her pyjama top. Her small breasts bounced wonderfully with the sudden movement, and Rose hastened to do the same. They sat there staring at each others breasts until Rose pinned Louise down, making a beeline for the pink buds. Rose grazed one with her fingertip and, as she did this, Louise moaned slightly, while her nipple became erect. Rose then pinched the other one hard, watching it grown as she did so. Louise did this back to. Marcie continued to lie down for a while until she heard Angela's voice. It sounded like she was coming towards her so Marcie sat up.Angela rounded the curtain and saw Marcie sitting up. Seeing that she was awake Angela yelled "Marcie!" happily and started to run forward to give her a hug. Suddenly, she stopped and stared.Ben and Brian who'd come in behind Angela also stopped and stared. Ben said "Wow!", while Angela covered Brian's eyes with her hand.Marcie was surprised to see the two boys,.