Next, a quick stop out front of the store for gas (see, they have EVERYTHING you need) and I was off again. Pulling up in front of my house, I had to ...ark even further away as two more cars were added to the previous bunch.I unloaded my purchases and began to assemble what I needed. I added my household product to the gas in the cans and shook the cans vigorously. Abracadabra! A poor man’s NAPALM! (God, the things you remember from High School Chem Lab when your mind finally wakes up). I had to. Then I pull away from you both relunctantly. "Sit down on the couch. I want to dance for you." I pull out my CD player and start an old Prince favorite, "Do Me, Baby, extended version". First I sway, just getting warmed up to the music. Then I start grinding my hips and arching my shoulders. Slowly, I begin playing with myself in time to the music - first outside the dress then reaching inside or lifting it up as needed. Soon, I am moaning and sighing in tandem with the singer. I pull the top. .. it flowed into the imperfect sewers of this woefully overgrown city, and with all the other rot going down there as well rising up at night as poisonous gas."I interrupted him to say," Surely you jest, man. I mean poisonous gases? In London?" I do not jest, Mr. Fogg. There's little talk about it in Parliament or other governmental offices, but I've had to trot out here many a night and comfort the survivors, if any, of a family... usually the children who most readily absorb the noxious. "You girls go get changed and join the group for dinner," I ordered. "They'll be asking where you were and where I was. Just tell them we went for a walk up the beach and we lost track of time. No one needs to know what really happened. Your reputations are at stake. Keep to your story."I thought it would be better for the girls if no one knew they were on a nude beach, drinking beer, and almost raped. It would also be a lot better for me it the entire incident went under the radar.I managed to.