"Margaret's pale brown eyes were amused by my confusion."It's not exactly a date now, is it Jill?" No ... I suppose not." Would you like it to be?" He... voice softened perceptibly. Hesitantly, I nodded. Her mouth remained shut, but curled slightly at the corners.There were so many surprises. Margaret steered me, still slightly stunned, to the Landrover. We didn't take the road as I expected, but the gated track behind the house down which we sometimes walked for a breath of fresh air after hours. Her back towards me she sips her coffee. Not looking at her phone, not paying attention to anything in particular. After about a minute she turned her head in my direction, almost imperceptible. This occurred twice and I picked up the key fob.I turned the dial to almost number 1 and held down the button for about ten seconds and released it. I gently sipped my coffee then I selected the number three and hit the button. Her posture changed to a more upright poise and she closed her eyes slowly. Kimberley thought for a second more beforecontinuing,"And whichever one of you bitches wins the night off can choose one ofthe other Kittens to accompany her to their room," she told them.That brightened Poppy's face a little. As the girl with the fewestcustomers, Poppy had the smallest chance of winning Kimberley'scompetition. However, she knew she had a good chance of being picked tohave some fun with the winner. Poppy was extremely popular with theother Kittens despite, in many ways,. Standing in a casual, yet alluring pose, she allowed her clothes to slowly dissolve from her body, letting the moonlight gradually reveal her flawless skin, her perfect breasts, and her naked sex. She could feel Devin's lustful gaze upon her and knew that she was having the desired effect. Trusting that the deep flush of arousal that spread across her skin would be imperceptible in the moonlight, she walked as casually as possible into the mausoleum and descended the stairs towards the crypt.