The reason for a different course at the weekend was that the girl in the short shorts never appeared and simply for some different scenery I began jo...ging south along a path that took me past a distinguished looking two story house on Hawke Street, that as can be seen turned out to be Caroline Herschfeldt's.I ran north up Oaktree Road and didn't see anything that was in any way as exciting as Caroline, not that I really expected to, I mean she would be a pretty hard act to follow unless that. Her mother closed the door behind her and immediately started with the questions."What the hell were you doing upstairs? Your door has been locked since last night. You know how we feel about locked doors in this house; there is no reason for them. Not to mention I have been knocking on your door since eight this morning. There is a goddamn heat wave going on outside its supposed to reach 110 today and the damn central air is broken. I've been banging on your door all morning and you aren't. Noticing how wet she was he threw the lube down, he wasn't going to need it. Max attached the clamps with the chain onto her nipples, on the sides. She cried out and arched her back into him when he did because he didn't loosen them. Even experienced girls would cry out with them that tight. He then attached the chainless clamps onto the other sides of her nipples so they were weighed down and heavy. Her nipples were clamped up and she was moaning softly moving on the bed. Max slapped her. She blinked."Did it work?"The other 'Ronnie' giggled. "See for yourself 'Betty'," she said,mimicking Veronica's voice.Veronica got up gingerly and walked to the mirror. Betty Cooper staredback at her. She touched her new face in wonder. It was perfect.She turned and said in a bright, cheerful Betty smile and manner,"Thanks for the loan of your clothes, Ronnie! But you had better takethem back, don't you think and give me my own."Betty giggled excitedly. She couldn't wait to put on that great.