. we still need a drummer, right?" Yes. I'm pretty sure Lorraine plays flute and piano. Oh, and cello." Doesn't exactly fit with our image, does it?" ...e have an image?" Hope said."Well, alright. No, we don't, but the kind of music we play doesn't have flutes or cellos." So what do we do?" Well, we need a drummer, so we tell her that we were planning on holding auditions. We'll tell Marcus. That'll give him the time to get used to the idea, and it'll give us time to give Lorraine some music so. I had never been so terrified of being caught in all the sixteen years of my life. We were half-naked, faces smeared in cunny cream, and in Tabitha’s bed. Even without the tentacles, we were behaving so poorly.Proper young women did not ... engage in lesbian sex. No matter how wonderful it was.The door handle turned.Tabitha, her eyes as wide as mine, acted. She pushed down the quilt covering her bed and beneath our rears. We lifted our hips, shoving our legs beneath it, and then she pulled it. "Sorry baby, I didn't mean to surprise you. I just think that's so hot." Rose looked at her for the first time since she began talking. "Are you serious? Don't you think it's sick?" Marcie replied, "well, yes, it's very sick. But it's also so fucking hot! I've read about scat but never heard anyone talk about it like this. I guess I didn't think it was real. You know how you read about stuff that seems too outrageous to be true, exaggerations and shit." Rose started, "scat? You mean. Understand so far?”I felt myself go hot, then cold, as the words sank in. Expect the unexpected. My Master wanted me to expose myself to two strangers. I could feel myself panicking and getting excitement at the same time. He’d done something similar to this twice before, and she’d been so relieved He merely showed her off and not share her.“Understand?” he repeated, his voice sharper.“Your slut understands Sir.” I said.”Still on my knees he placed a collar and leash around my neck.I stood up.