”“Don’t worry, I will make it worth your while, I know what’s coming next, I am starting to control her brain.”“Don’t tell me, I wan’t...it to be a surprise. OK, the pants are off, that feels better. Oh yes, she is taking my G-string off too, I am free, let me stretch!”“Well you are free, I am still kept behind those panties, and I am no longer getting stimulated by your man’s hands. Apparently he is working on removing all the fabric from the two sisters. How come I am always last to breath. Instead, she found her slender wrists in his firm grasp. "Did you think you’re teasing would go unnoticed, sister dearest? Did you think I would somehow overlook your clumsy attempts at seduction? Now, stay perfectly still. I mean it!" He barked as she continued to fight him, "if you want me to finish your bed time story, you’d best co-operate!" Finally, her heart beating rapidly against her ribs, her eyes bright with just a hint of defiance, she quieted. Releasing her wrists, he grabbed hold. It was getting towards dusk and we were far enough away that our presence was unregistered to them. And frankly, they were too busy to notice us anyway. We could make out the guy looking down now, then his female partner standing up and hugging and kissing him. Hand in hand they started to walk away in the opposite direction to us, leaving us…alone. “Kate, ummm, would you like to try it?” I guess my silence about the subject and my interest in the other couple gave him the green light to let. So that far you’re clear.”“Any more?” I ask.“Yeah, here,” he says, handling me a folded-up newspaper. It’s a small-town biweekly, but we hit the right day, it’s on the front page, Would-Be Carjacker Arrested.I scan the article quickly. The “suspect” seems to have a history of car theft, it says, and was also being held for possession of “an illegal substance”—crack, at a guess. He’d been treated for his “injuries”—that hand, I suppose, and probably a busted nose—at the local hospital and was.