Her other hand gently tugged at her pierced nipples as a quiet moan struggled against her smiling lips. It wasn't often that she got to scream and...be loud. Her mom, Lucy, usually worked from home, but had gone to Arkansas to visit family. Her dad, Mike, was usually down stairs, or in the next bedroom, but he had gone to the gym, and had planned on the grocery store afterwards, so she knew she had a few hours of alone time. Helen liked being loud. She liked being able to scream, and. When she moved away, I could see the strain on your face. I have binoculars. The other big boobed girl worried me as she had a "I love you" look and attitude around you even though she wasn't around long. As soon as you moved in, I found out your name. It wasn't hard to search the state DMV records for a brand new resident, that gave me your social security number and that let me find out about you using the internet. I know your military history and I know your work history up to now. There. 'I am afraid not closely enough, let me try erm Drizella.'Drizella, huffed and puffed and nearly pulled the house down in her attemptto cram her misshapen foot into the delicate glass slipper, but of course itwas no good.The Grand Duke crossed them both off his by now dwindling list. He bade theladies good bye when once again glanced at the list.'Wait a moment I have another name here, Cinderella. Where is she?''Oh she is just a scullery maid.' Said the wicked stepmother maliciously.'My orders. ’ She said late one night. I had only moved down a few weeks before. ‘Yeah, well, I can’t believe I’m here either.’ I said quietly, folding my arms behind my head. Truthfully, it was an agonizing decision. To leave my life, and move away from my friends, had been difficult. She knew how hard it was, but we both knew that her career was taking off in the city, and my writing could be done anywhere. ‘I better be your favorite,’ I reminded her, one hand sneaking over her thighs, fingers creping.