She waited a few seconds then got up, pulled her night gown on again and went to the kitchen. The harsh yellow light of the fixture blinded her for a ...econd as it flickered on. She squinted, then opened the refrigerator door, taking a swig of milk straight from the carton. It felt hard and cold going down. She started to turn on the faucet, but stopped, there was something oily and sticky all over the handle. A little of it was tracked across the floor too. Damn that girl, Ellen thought, what. Hussy, Joan thought.Shelly was wearing a little sun-dress that hardly covered her ass. It was cut so low in front, her big tits seemed about to pop out. Don was taking full advantage of the view, too, ogling her superb body."I was baking this morning," Shelly said, "and I guess I made too many cookies. I thought you and Vicky might like some." Gee, thanks, Shelly," Don said, accepting a bag of cookies. "Vicky's not here right now. But I could use some company. Like a drink?" Oh, that'd be. ”“You did… this is real? Will this stay?” said Ginger.“Yes, but I shouldn’t have fed so much at once. But when my superior finds out, I will be in serious trouble. You’re going to have to take on a new identity, I’m afraid.”“What??” cried Ginger. “I have a life! You can’t just fuck me and take that away.”“Well, it’s that, or I keep you locked up until we decide what to do with you, but that would be such a shame. You have so much potential,” he said, grinning confidently. “I’ll let you go home. Priscilla's voice lowered to a conspiratorial tone. "This morning down by the stream I rode him naked and creamed all over the saddle." Is that all?" Tammy said with disappointment. She brought her fingers out of her cunt. Casually, she snatched up the warm fuck juices with her tongue."While your parents were in town this afternoon I was in the barn with Beauty..." She let the sentence hang, hoping to change Tammy's apparent disinterest."I hope you did more than just sit naked in the saddle?".