Seas will reach 8 - 10 feet. Beach residents should take extreme caution..." The report lasted for several minutes before looping and beginning all o...er. Michael turned it off with a look of disgust on his face. Michael hated dealing with the incessant storms, but knew it was the price he had to pay to live here. The storm meant that he would have to close up the house and shutters, a task that he despised. It meant getting out in the wind driven sands, setting up the ladder and working. Heather jumped startled. She wiggled her toes and decided the polish was dry. She grabbed a pink halter top and pulled it on over her head until the playboy bunny was nestled between her knockers. Her swollen pointy nipples were clearly visible through the stretched material.The banging came again. The pounding was so hard, it shook the trailer."Hold your ass. I'm coming," yelled Heather. She grabbed small, gray, cotton shorts and pulled them on. Black lettering spelling the word, BITCH crossed. Camp was disassembled rapidly. With a flick of her wrist, the ward evaporated and the grass-bed sank into the ground. Ari dropped the quivering sphere of water over the campfire.Once Alana had donned her armor they were off.The footprints led the two sisters over an undulating forest floor, through dense bushes, shallow river beds and meadows.Ari’s eyes flickered side to side, her ears pricking at every sound not made by them. She swallowed and scanned their surroundings for anything lurking. - Keep your act together, girl! - she taunted. She glanced over Olivia’s sore, reddened butt and decided it needed a fast corrective round. - Or do I need to smack you right where it would hurt the most?- N- ngh-... o- oh- owww-aaaahhh-my gaawd! - Olivia cried out histerically but headmistress went on without mercy. - Do I?! - she stopped and the girl’s exasperated panting was the only answer she got. - At least this time I can see it is getting through to you.Olivia only whimpered, finally.