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" I know what it says and I know what it is, but why is it here and what exactly is in it? A hand stroking the soft sensitive recesses of her inner thigh. She noticed that her tongue was pierced, that she was freckled, that she had a small blue stud just to the right of her upper lip and multiple ear piercings. Her suspender belt was short and skimpy and semi transparent as where her panties which were little more than a thong.
This is much lighter than the other two stories and it is told in the third person rather than the first but it sets the scene for what follows. A short black top showing more than a little midriff completed her attire; he looked at her and the immediate area around her with more than a little surprise. She answered the questions in the order they were asked. " She did have a literal mind sometimes, but only when the possession of same was likely to irritate him. " "Well I didn't order anything…" She was looking at him again and she realised the implication. " * Ally hadn't really been aware of leaving the chair, it had been a slide rather than a fall, but she could remember easing a tentative hand under the hem of the dark haired woman's dress and finding soft, smooth and silky skin underneath as she did so. The woman in the black patent pixy boots and the black hose that she now knew to be stockings. They don't want us to see what's actually happening, so they blind us with science - or in this case smoke." Sheila had given up the struggle to stay on tiptoe and seeing that Bandy appeared to be in no immediate danger she had relaxed and settled instead for maintaining a tight grip on her left, mittened, hand. For a few seconds nothing happened but then, as suddenly as it had started, the smoke stopped. " he seemed to come out of his reverie and take notice of her for the first time in some minutes," Oh! "Got a cubicle," she said slowly, "You know, somewhere I can change? " There was no mistaking the lascivious expression on her face, but Ally was not one to turn down a challenge. ' She asked quietly, unbuttoning the cuffs of her blouse as she did so "I don't think we've got time right now, do you? " asked Ally, not taking her eyes away from the doctor's but pulling gently at her blouse to loosen it from her skirt at the same time "And would that involve chains by any chance? Vicki Chaudhari's mouth seemed to fall open just a little, but her voice never wavered. She looked at Vicki for a second and then moved a little closer.
He eased himself through the door balancing the cardboard platter in one hand. Something that he very seldom saw and therefore didn't readily recognise. She walked around the box until she was standing close to him. There were no central heating noises to obscure any sounds. She suddenly realised that there was absolutely no dilemma at all and she extended her arms drew the woman hard against her and slipped her tongue into her ear. The dark haired woman sighed and relaxed back onto the bed and the blonde woman, pleased to have the upper hand for once, rolled on top of her. Tried to roll on top of the dark haired woman, but she resisted and pushed her back against the thickly carpeted floor. She looked down at her clothes and then back at Ally. An English, middle class, hippy who went to India and got carried away with it all! Throwing it as wide open as he could, he turned back to face the room and Bandy and spreading his legs slightly and enunciating slowly and clearly, he seemed to fix his eyes on a point somewhere in the middle of the room. The little green men hovering above us in a flying saucer? " She looked again at the small, shiny circular object set into the side of the jet black box, then at the man standing beside her and then at the box again. She peered into the tiny circular hole and saw that it was covered in glass and then she turned and looked back at Bill. Her lips were soft, moist and inviting and he couldn't help but think of other parts of her that were just as soft, just as moist and just as inviting. "Look this is all very well" She ran a hand through her hair to try to smooth it out, "But shouldn't we do this examination while my blood pressure's still fairly low? They had been kissing, amongst other things, for nearly half an hour and she knew that Allison was quite right.
He set the coffee and croissants down carefully on the top of the box and looked at her as calmly as he could. The dark haired woman was now on top of her, something she seemed to relish, and then Ally felt gentle fingers sliding up her own thigh and soft breath against her cheek and then, with no warning, a sharp intake of breath. She noticed her short black leather skirt and her leather jerkin worn over a white, puff sleeved blouse, open low enough to show some cleavage and traces of the black strapless bra that she wore underneath. Sensing that Bandy was in no immediate danger, Sheila moved round to join her partner. The leather jerkin was already being placed carefully on the back of the nearest chair. " Said Doctor Chaudhari, folding her arms in front of her, "but maybe another time. Parting her legs slightly, she stood in front of the doctor, unbuttoned and unzipped her short, black leather skirt and let it fall to the floor, to land in a small heap at her ankles. Vicki looked her up and down She was wearing long black stockings, stockings that complimented her long legs and plump, swelling calves and thighs perfectly.
" She touched his hand briefly and then moved back toward the box. In fact when he returned, as ordered, with the pliers in his hand, the whistling had turned to song. "I ache for the touch of your lips dear, But much more for the touch of your whips, dear…" "The Masochism Tango" by Tom Lehrer. He couldn't see but he was quite sure she was tapping her foot. " From her crouched position she now looked up at him. "Shouldn't think so, there's plenty of air holes and that other noise sounds to me like it could be a fan of some sort." "Yeah, well you could be using up all the air with that heavy breathing of yours! " "Well I'm not usually trying to open a frigging box with only a bent screwdriver and Guy the Bloody Gorilla to help me am I? Blood from the cut was already beginning to seep through the wrapping. " He shook his head a little to clear it of pain and Sheila and then he moved over to the sofa, picked up the saw's plug and began looking for the nearest socket. Now in a little while you're going to hear some noise - don't be frightened, it'll seem loud but we're doing it to get you out of there. The sun had gone in and one of the frequent squally showers that had been around for the last few days was beating against the windows. To put her behind him so that he could look inside but Sheila wasn't easily sidelined. He followed, not wanting to lose sight of her in the smoke. Glistening as if it had been coated with something. Almost like mucous, but the black lining was still receding as if it had previously been filled with something and it continued to hiss. In her hands was another towel with which she was drying her fluffy blonde hair. A sort of silvery stuff." Suddenly he was by her side. "A mercury switch is exactly what it says it is: a switch filled with mercury and because mercury is a liquid metal it's very sensitive to movement.
Many people contended that women couldn't whistle, but this one could and it was only after several minutes that he realised what she was whistling. "Are you actually going to help or do you intend to stand there like a great gormless Pratt for the rest of the morning? I didn't want to get in your way." Which was true, but he made a mental note of the insult in his own personal demerit book. He tried to tell her that a plaster would have been fine but the only answer he got was,"Fuck off, shut up and let me wrap this round your hand! " She looked down at her torn top and his bandaged hand. Before switching on he took a final look at her, but she was communing once more with the box's inhabitant. " Reluctantly he eased his grip on her and she shouldered herself forward and to the edge of the black box. The box was still hissing and it seemed to have a lining. A back shiny lining with a strong, all pervading smell. The figure in the doorway appeared to be studying her captive, her head posed thoughtfully to one side. Not as tall as the one on the bed but large in other ways . Her large and not particularly saggy breasts were just covered by a towel that was laughably too small for her, showing as it did just the tiniest wisps of blonde pubic hair above her legs. It's like a glass fusey sort of thing but it looks like it's got some sort of liquid in it. Mystified she looked into his eyes hoping to find an answer. "Bill I don't know what's the matter with you all of a sudden but I ain't budging until you tell me what's wrong." Another sigh "Celine was from Northern Ireland. She didn't talk about it very much but when she did, she'd talk about the things that used to go on, like kneecapping and punishment beatings and how they'd learned to check everything to make sure it wasn't booby trapped and how one of the ways they did that was to learn how to recognise mercury switches." Sheila looked at him blankly.
She whirled round on him as if assaulted "What the fuck are you doing? "Ooh that gag looks sooo big, it must be hurting your jaw by now. * The adrenaline was beginning to pump through Ally's body, but it wasn't fight or flight that was concerning her right now, it was the feel of soft lips and warm breath against her skin. Something that could have been, "well it's never too late to find out". Mind you, if she lives with some beer swilling, curry eating nonce who shoves her head under the covers when he farts, then she probably has to…" He wanted to laugh but he didn't want her to see him, so he adopted his best poker face. "These screws are very small, but I think it's loosening." "Yeah and you know what thought did! " There was another collar holding the base of the fibreglass helmet in place. More than a little breathless, Allison managed to disengage herself from the dark-haired woman and struggle to her feet; she put her palms on her knees and took a few deep breaths. Before you go messing around in my pants I'd quite like to know who you are! The sun had gone behind a cloud for a second and when it emerged she saw it immediately, sparkling in the light, a small circular hole covered in glass at the very top of Bandy's fibreglass head. There's probably at least one more inside the box, keeping a watch on Bandy when she's in transit." Sheila nodded as much to herself as to anyone else. He could sense that she was up to something but Sheila remained, as usual, completely unpredictable. Been having a good laugh at us behaving like Pratts have you? " Without warning she leaned forward, took his face in both hands and kissed him full on the mouth. He had in the past when she had gone too far but somehow it didn't seem right this time.
Afraid of what might happen next, he lunged forward and grabbed her around the waist. Going with the grain, fluttering against her breasts and then slipping down to her outer and then her inner thighs and then bringing them up to hold her face in both hands and lightly caress her cheeks. She let her head drop back onto the soft pillow as it were a lump of lead. I thought that was never gonna come out…" If she had any more to say it was stifled by the blonde woman leaning across her, saying "Hi" quietly and kissing her gently on the lips. ' He was standing to the left of Bandy and Sheila was directly behind her. This is a work of fiction and bears no resemblance to any persons living or dead, or to any events either real or imaginary. He couldn't help noticing how feline she looked as she moved towards Bandy on bare feet, like a cat stalking a mouse, her head held slightly back as if she was trying to avoid imaginary rays from the helmet. " She didn't reply, she just moved even closer to him and then she turned her head so she was looking into Bandy's vacant eye sockets. It had arms but they were somehow pinioned to its sides. Black and shiny legs that seemed incapable of parting. * Whilst Ally was in the surgery, a few miles due east, in a quiet close adjacent to one of London's smaller parks, a tall woman with long brown and braided hair was lying on a bed in a dimly lit bedroom. "Bill, come here and look at this…" He was still watching the gleaming creature that seemed only an inch or so shorter than himself. He recoiled but he felt something clawing at him from the side and in self-defence he threw out a hand. Sheila's gasp of astonishment was enough to make him turn round again. Nearly fifty years old and yet as fresh and exquisitely silly as the day it was written, it had subsequently been played so many times since that he had begun to fear for his sanity. He came out of his reverie and moved his head slowly in her direction. " She put her ear to the side of the big wooden box that was the size and shape of a tea chest and listened intently. When she reopened them and looked at him her face was a mask of concern. "Okay." He said and strode purposefully out of the room. The room was quiet again but the sound of breathing seemed to fill the void left by him. " "It's all right, I definitely don't intend to do myself any MORE damage today! Fascinated, he plugged the saw in and crept quietly behind her. It began with a whirring noise, like a small but powerful electric motor and then the seemingly impenetrable lid began to move sideways. " He stood immobile, the lid still sliding forward and the saw buzzing powerlessly away in his hand. It was obvious now that the nails in the lid and the lid itself were no more than dummies because, as it finally slid as far as it would go to the right, it revealed a second lid that was really two halves of good quality sanded and bevelled wood. She paused for a second or two and then she kissed it again and began to trace upwards with her extended tongue, kissing then licking, licking then kissing, until she reached her large soft breasts, where she broke and planted a kiss, first on one nipple and then on the other and then she continued to kiss and lick until she reached her victim's unprotected throat and she kissed some more. " She looked at him for any sign that this was some sort of joke but there was none. " She said derisively, but she took a step away from Bandy and the box as she said it, "If someone wanted to…" At that moment a sharp humming noise became audible and as it grew louder Bandy's whole demeanour seemed to change. It wasn't fear in her eyes he realised now, but something he had seen much more often and had misinterpreted. Something he had introduced her to by pure accident, or rather, something that he had downloaded because it was no longer available on the High Street and that she had stumbled across one evening. Then one hand began to move slowly forward until it was outstretched in front of him. "Will you stop bloody panting for a minute and let me listen? " She put her face close to the box, laid her palms flat on the surface and closed her eyes as if trying to read it psychically. He in turn looked at her, at the woebegone expression on her face and then at the box and made his decision. Sheila meanwhile had dropped to her knees again and had adopted what appeared to be an attitude of prayer. Just stay in the middle of the box and stay still…" He touched her lightly on the shoulder. The light seemed to fade as he watched, causing even Sheila to look up and then dart towards the light switch but she never made it because as she straightened he switched on the power just as the clock struck eleven and the box suddenly and for no apparent reason came abruptly to life. " He did as he was told and then dropped the saw harmlessly onto the couch. She was leaning over and peering inside when he caught up with her. She reached forward and touched the shiny substance. As silently as she could, she crept forward on bare feet until she was close to the bed and then she reached forward and ran a soft hand gently up her captive's bare thigh. The element of surprise gone, she sat down on the bed feeling the mattress give slightly under her weight and dropped the towel with which she had been drying her hair on to the floor and then she leaned forward and touched the small patch of pubic hair that belonged to her friend and partner and then she bent over and, very gently, kissed her naval. Now I want you to come away from Bandy right now because what you've been touching is a mercury switch and they use mercury switches to make bombs! Someone had once described her as "a little terrier". "I want you to stick that in there." He looked at the rear end only a few tantalising inches away from him. * After a quarter of an hour of hard and fairly useless labour they were both sweating. It seemed quicker now and somehow more urgent, whilst the box seemed relentlessly impenetrable. Her plump, large nippled left breast, which, according to her partner, was perfectly symmetrical to her right, although both at that precise moment, looked a little redder and a little more prominent than was normal. Something lying between the woman's outstretched legs. Its surface was actually matt black like the clamps and covered with small knobbly features but right now it gleamed slickly in the overhead lighting.