An under-stair pantry stood beside the kitchen entrance. The two stoves heated the entire house.Sawdust filled the spaces between the sheathing planks...and the log walls for crude insulation. Under-layers of thick felt paper topped with layers of cracked wallpaper covered the downstairs log walls and the upstairs plank walls. Other than sawdust and layers of paper, the house had no insulation. When the wind blew, window drafts would flutter the flour-sack curtains Dee made with her foot treadle. She did with a smile, and I looked down at her and said ?Is there anything I should know before we start?? She replied ?Yes. My safe word is ‘red’ and I like biting and whips. Oh and I'm an anal addict and I have a foot fetish.? She finished with a smile. It made me happy to know about the word and the foot fetish. I took a foot and sucked slowly on her toes and watched as her eyes rolled in her head and her smile grew larger as I sucked and licked her feet. After a finished her feet I stood. They both looked at me and I said "hey I was just joking". Ted then said that it would really help them out and he really needed the money. Okay I said I will do it tonight at the Econo Lodge at nine.They left and I could not believe what had just transpired, but it had been awhile since I had gotten any strange and my balls needed to be drained. But then again she was alot older than me, i am only twenty five. Well hell, its all pink on the inside right?At nine I got to the Econo Lodge and. /Moira and Guinevere Carling were sisters, though not in the biological sense. Each found a similar in the other -- sisters in dark temperament and unnatural desires, sisters with great powers in the black craft --and the two cleaved to each other for mutual benefit. What benefit, you might ask, would compel two of a species with a well known preference for solitude to spend eternity together? Quite simply stated: beauty. It isn’t as unreasonable as one might think. After a few hundred years,.