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Acte Three -A Twit’s Importance of Being
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Acte Three
A Twit’s Importance of Being.
A few short minutes after Emily had moved off after safely pocketing the two thieves take so far from the evening/s venture, the taller thief calling herself by the name of “Rose” had her hedge sheltered vigil rewarded when she saw a figure enveloped in ultra shiny blue satin with twinkling sapphires appear on the balcony.
Alone and quite inviting.
With ever-growing anticipation,” Rose” watched the lone figure swish down the steps and begin walking along the main garden path, hesitating every so often to listen and look around. Her plentiful sapphires and diamonds rippled fire in the moonlit gardens as she did so.
Her soft blue silk clutch purse at her side, the wrist and fingers of the hand holding it sparkling with sapphires and diamonds.
Satisfied that Cadie was alone, ”Rose” stepped out of the shadows of the hedge and waited.
Seeing the unmistakable figure of ”Rose”, Cadie hastened her pace, soon coming close enough to the waiting thief to give a very detailed view of her excitement.
Cadie came up to ”Rose” with eagerness pouring from her figure giving testimony to her desires.
Cadie’s raised nipples, obviously stimulated both by the feel of her tightly worn luxurious gown rubbing along her figure as she purposefully walked, along with heart-thumping anticipation, were like fingers pointing the way to sensual adventure! Too bad that style of adventure was not really on ”Rose’s” agenda. But could be faked in a pinch.
Cadie came up to ”Rose” with eagerness pouring from her figure.
“I almost did not recognize you. Where did you get those lovely diamonds sweetie?”
While waiting for Cadie, ”Rose” had come up with an explanation if asked…
“The necklace is my cousin’s. She was bugging me to be wearing it for the rest of the evening since my own was stolen a month ago, a getting back on the horse sort of thing ”
“Stolen, how ghastly. Were they taken
From your room.
“Yes from my chateau in France. We were having cocktails on the front veranda while a cat burglar was ransacking our back bedrooms. My Aunt, My cousin’s twin sisters, and I were wiped out of all our pretty Jewels. The Gendarmes felt the cat burglar had been stalking us since a weekend party where we had been wearing them out. It was the third such robbery since the party.”
“Rose spit out the next bit with droll sarcasm to the horrified Cadie.
“Nice of them to keep quiet after the first robbery of wealthy tourists. One would think foreign quests would have deserved to be warned. But no, only the locals at the party had been !”
Cadie went up to “Rose” and hugged her.
“I am so sorry. But did you know that David Dodge was staying next door to a French chateau that had the exact same thing happen? It inspired him to write, oh what was that novel now?”
“Rose”, surprised that Cadie had also known that tidbit, answered with a secret smile…
“To Catch a Thief, darling…”
Cadie broke away and “Rose looked her over with unabashed feelings. From the satin gown fluidly flowing along her svelte figure, the perky breasts emerging from the tight satin covering them, succulent and yearning attention, to her dazzling collection of sapphire and diamond set jewels, Cadie was a delicious package indeed.
“Rose” wrapped her arms around Cadie, feeling the electric fullness of her hot breasts barely contained by her tight sky-blue satin party frock. Finding that those slick frock-covered, fleshy, and full-to-bursting bulging breasts, not surprisingly, were unencumbered by any type of brassiere!
Cadie responded by lowering her hands and squeezing “Rose’s” silken-covered hinny as she pulled the thief closer, giving the devious “Rose” a full view of her dazzling earrings dripping down from a hot, flushed earlobe, as her hot figure was pressed in.
As the ladies caress each other the thief calling herself “Rose”. can see a hazy look coming over Cadie’s violet eyes. The thief thinks that if she had not promised Emilee a robbery, how much fun it would be to simply lift off this horney lady's jewelry herself.
Cadie broke away, eyes half closed by lust, and tentatively gave “Rose “ a soft kiss on her red lips.
“Rose” responds, feeling a prickling sensation enveloping her figure. She raised a knee between Cadie’s legs. The girl receptively spreads them open. “Rose” is not shocked to discover Cadie is also pantiless under her sumptuous fancy frock.
“Rose” seemingly with reluctance, breaks away….then she conveniently spies a well-dressed couple coming down the stairs. The lady wearing a sweeping long red taffeta gown, her long-haired male paramour dapper in a full black tux with wide glossy lapels. Both of them have eyes glued onto the other's.
Nodding towards them “Rose” suggests with a sexually touched husky voice…
“Luv, Let’s go up to the lake and see the roses by the shed. The swans may still be there. A much more romantic sounding place, yes, my darling one? And private, no?”
Looking back, studying the newcomers, Cadie nods her head.
And the two well-dressed ladies walk, arms encased succulently around the other's silky covered waist, along to to the far end of the gaily colourful English flower gardens surrounding the pair, both yearning for strikingly different types of pleasure.
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“Rose” and Cadie reached the gardens isolated shed and walked around to the back overlooking the dark misty waters of the lake.
They stand on top of the Ha Ha, their outlined reflection in the lake sparkles from the jewels that adorn the pair of girl's figures.
Scintillating and provocative it helps fuel the fire between them.
They embrace in the moment.
Cadie could feel “Rose’s” thigh through the satin of her dress reaching up, searching, reaching her desire, her breasts were bursting out, yearning to be stroked, and soon they had that call answered.
Cadie asks demurely, her voice husky with emotion.
“Shall we go for a dip?”
Rose smiles, nodding.
They walk down to walk down the short flight of ancient stone stairs to the lake path, then to the water's edge.
The pair helps then each other off with their shimmering attire.
Both are trembling as they stand close to one another as they watch the moon's yellow path laid out along the still water.
They are naked, except for Rose's necklace, and Cadie’s diamond-studded headband, necklace, and shimmering rings.
They begin to embrace, hands caressing each other's slippery hot perky bodies pressed up against each other, as the sexuality grows between them so thicke it could be cut by a knife.
Then a smiling “Rose” leads Cadie into the water. The cool wetness feels rather nice on their overly hot bodies.
As the pair of black swans watch with curiosity, the intruders embrace, pulling back the other's long wet hair, then trembling long-nailed fingers begin caressing each other's fleshy, succulent full breasts that just emerged above the gently lapping water.
Cadie's still headband flickered playfully in “Rose’s” half-closed eyes…
“Rose” let her hand wander from Cadies’s wriggly breast, feeling along the wet curves of her victim's figure, till they went below the water and found her private bits.
As she played with her hand up between Cadie’s legs, the girl closed her eyes.
“Rose” began nibbling Cadie's ear.
She spies Emilee’s black-clothed figure and holds up a finger behind Cadie's back, beckoning her.
With lust-filled violet eyes. Cadie strokes her long-nailed blue-painted fingers along “Rose’s” face, then her breasts, and reaches down to begin playing with her lover’s privates.
“Rose” raised her head in apparent ecstasy. Then turns Cadie around as she winks to Emilee
As they are kissing “Rose” sees Cadie snap open her half-closed eyes, growing wide as saucers in horror. “Rose “ turns around, and gives a choked silent scream, clutching Cadie to her.
A menacing figure had come from the shadows, masked and wielding A long thin sinister-looking Fairbairn–Sykes dagger, the blackened double-sided blade pointing at the two ladies with threatening intent.
A voice, hard and stern, speaks out to the pair.
“Ok lovebirds, let’s see those hands raised
The black swans take off honking their displeasure.
The figure points the knife at “Rose”
Okay you, let’s have that necklace. Take it off and hand it to your friend.
With shaking hands, “Rose” obeys, undoing the clasp, pulling it away from her glistening wet throat, and then handing the shimmery diamond-filled necklace to a terrified Cadie.
The thief points the wicked-looking dagger towards Cadie.
“Now you, come out here with that.
Cadie freezes, but “Rose gently tells her to obey.
Cadie obeys, and comes out of the water, standing in dripping misery, shivering in front of the menacing figure, who commands her to hand over the necklace “Rose” had given her.
Cadie then reluctantly holds it out like giving it to some deviant trick or treater…
It is snatched from her glittery ringed fingers and dropped onto the small pile of Cadie’s jewels that she had taken off and laid out on her satin gown before entering the water.
The thief then looks the poor girl over, her breasts now high and peaked due to the cold fright she is now experiencing. The knife is raised, and pointing in is used to lift the quivering girl’s necklace.
The knife is then pointed down to the glittering pile of jewellery …
“All right lover bird, I’ll be having yours also. Be quick about it. Add them to the pile.
Trembling, a cowering Cadie removed her remaining jewellery piece by piece, Starting with shaking fingers, her necklace. She wretchedly reached up behind her throat and unfastened her necklace, then plopped it onto the pile. Pulling off her rings, and then finally pulling out her shimmering headband. All of which joined the glinting, outrageously expensive pile on the satin gown at her feet.
“OK, you two, I'm taking your dresses. Can’t have you chasing me now, will I?”
She gathers up the expensive frocks.
It was at this point that Cadie, no longer able to bear the situation anymore, conveniently fainted dead away, as she was caught in the arms of “Rose” who unnoticed by Cadie, had come up out of the water and was standing behind her.
The sweat from her unconscious figure glistens in the moon’s light as “Rose” lays her out upon the dewy wet grass.
“Rose” quickly puts back on her dress as Emilee bundles up Cadie’s satin gown, purse, and jewellery.
“Rose” then picks up the rucksack, into which the bundle is shoved, and the pair of them waste no time heading back down the path around the lake.
Before Cadie begins to stir, sluggishly regaining an unbelieving consciousness, the pair are back at their coupe parked in the cemetery.
As they drive slowly off, “Rose” turns towards her partner who is rummaging through Cadie’s purse, asking as a wicked smile speeds out upon her face.
“So Emilee, did you have at least a little bit of fun on your birthday today ?”
Emily squealed her answer with shivers of delight enveloping her body.
“It was smashing Ma chérie. And look, I have the keys to her fiat!”
“Time for the dessert, your birthday cake if you will luv. Let us go and pay a visit to the unlucky Cadie’s flat then!”
Fini
Acte Three -A Twit’s Importance of Being
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Acte Three
A Twit’s Importance of Being.
A few short minutes after Emily had moved off after safely pocketing the two thieves take so far from the evening/s venture, the taller thief calling herself by the name of “Rose” had her hedge sheltered vigil rewarded when she saw a figure enveloped in ultra shiny blue satin with twinkling sapphires appear on the balcony.
Alone and quite inviting.
With ever-growing anticipation,” Rose” watched the lone figure swish down the steps and begin walking along the main garden path, hesitating every so often to listen and look around. Her plentiful sapphires and diamonds rippled fire in the moonlit gardens as she did so.
Her soft blue silk clutch purse at her side, the wrist and fingers of the hand holding it sparkling with sapphires and diamonds.
Satisfied that Cadie was alone, ”Rose” stepped out of the shadows of the hedge and waited.
Seeing the unmistakable figure of ”Rose”, Cadie hastened her pace, soon coming close enough to the waiting thief to give a very detailed view of her excitement.
Cadie came up to ”Rose” with eagerness pouring from her figure giving testimony to her desires.
Cadie’s raised nipples, obviously stimulated both by the feel of her tightly worn luxurious gown rubbing along her figure as she purposefully walked, along with heart-thumping anticipation, were like fingers pointing the way to sensual adventure! Too bad that style of adventure was not really on ”Rose’s” agenda. But could be faked in a pinch.
Cadie came up to ”Rose” with eagerness pouring from her figure.
“I almost did not recognize you. Where did you get those lovely diamonds sweetie?”
While waiting for Cadie, ”Rose” had come up with an explanation if asked…
“The necklace is my cousin’s. She was bugging me to be wearing it for the rest of the evening since my own was stolen a month ago, a getting back on the horse sort of thing ”
“Stolen, how ghastly. Were they taken
From your room.
“Yes from my chateau in France. We were having cocktails on the front veranda while a cat burglar was ransacking our back bedrooms. My Aunt, My cousin’s twin sisters, and I were wiped out of all our pretty Jewels. The Gendarmes felt the cat burglar had been stalking us since a weekend party where we had been wearing them out. It was the third such robbery since the party.”
“Rose spit out the next bit with droll sarcasm to the horrified Cadie.
“Nice of them to keep quiet after the first robbery of wealthy tourists. One would think foreign quests would have deserved to be warned. But no, only the locals at the party had been !”
Cadie went up to “Rose” and hugged her.
“I am so sorry. But did you know that David Dodge was staying next door to a French chateau that had the exact same thing happen? It inspired him to write, oh what was that novel now?”
“Rose”, surprised that Cadie had also known that tidbit, answered with a secret smile…
“To Catch a Thief, darling…”
Cadie broke away and “Rose looked her over with unabashed feelings. From the satin gown fluidly flowing along her svelte figure, the perky breasts emerging from the tight satin covering them, succulent and yearning attention, to her dazzling collection of sapphire and diamond set jewels, Cadie was a delicious package indeed.
“Rose” wrapped her arms around Cadie, feeling the electric fullness of her hot breasts barely contained by her tight sky-blue satin party frock. Finding that those slick frock-covered, fleshy, and full-to-bursting bulging breasts, not surprisingly, were unencumbered by any type of brassiere!
Cadie responded by lowering her hands and squeezing “Rose’s” silken-covered hinny as she pulled the thief closer, giving the devious “Rose” a full view of her dazzling earrings dripping down from a hot, flushed earlobe, as her hot figure was pressed in.
As the ladies caress each other the thief calling herself “Rose”. can see a hazy look coming over Cadie’s violet eyes. The thief thinks that if she had not promised Emilee a robbery, how much fun it would be to simply lift off this horney lady's jewelry herself.
Cadie broke away, eyes half closed by lust, and tentatively gave “Rose “ a soft kiss on her red lips.
“Rose” responds, feeling a prickling sensation enveloping her figure. She raised a knee between Cadie’s legs. The girl receptively spreads them open. “Rose” is not shocked to discover Cadie is also pantiless under her sumptuous fancy frock.
“Rose” seemingly with reluctance, breaks away….then she conveniently spies a well-dressed couple coming down the stairs. The lady wearing a sweeping long red taffeta gown, her long-haired male paramour dapper in a full black tux with wide glossy lapels. Both of them have eyes glued onto the other's.
Nodding towards them “Rose” suggests with a sexually touched husky voice…
“Luv, Let’s go up to the lake and see the roses by the shed. The swans may still be there. A much more romantic sounding place, yes, my darling one? And private, no?”
Looking back, studying the newcomers, Cadie nods her head.
And the two well-dressed ladies walk, arms encased succulently around the other's silky covered waist, along to to the far end of the gaily colourful English flower gardens surrounding the pair, both yearning for strikingly different types of pleasure.
^^^^^^^^^
“Rose” and Cadie reached the gardens isolated shed and walked around to the back overlooking the dark misty waters of the lake.
They stand on top of the Ha Ha, their outlined reflection in the lake sparkles from the jewels that adorn the pair of girl's figures.
Scintillating and provocative it helps fuel the fire between them.
They embrace in the moment.
Cadie could feel “Rose’s” thigh through the satin of her dress reaching up, searching, reaching her desire, her breasts were bursting out, yearning to be stroked, and soon they had that call answered.
Cadie asks demurely, her voice husky with emotion.
“Shall we go for a dip?”
Rose smiles, nodding.
They walk down to walk down the short flight of ancient stone stairs to the lake path, then to the water's edge.
The pair helps then each other off with their shimmering attire.
Both are trembling as they stand close to one another as they watch the moon's yellow path laid out along the still water.
They are naked, except for Rose's necklace, and Cadie’s diamond-studded headband, necklace, and shimmering rings.
They begin to embrace, hands caressing each other's slippery hot perky bodies pressed up against each other, as the sexuality grows between them so thicke it could be cut by a knife.
Then a smiling “Rose” leads Cadie into the water. The cool wetness feels rather nice on their overly hot bodies.
As the pair of black swans watch with curiosity, the intruders embrace, pulling back the other's long wet hair, then trembling long-nailed fingers begin caressing each other's fleshy, succulent full breasts that just emerged above the gently lapping water.
Cadie's still headband flickered playfully in “Rose’s” half-closed eyes…
“Rose” let her hand wander from Cadies’s wriggly breast, feeling along the wet curves of her victim's figure, till they went below the water and found her private bits.
As she played with her hand up between Cadie’s legs, the girl closed her eyes.
“Rose” began nibbling Cadie's ear.
She spies Emilee’s black-clothed figure and holds up a finger behind Cadie's back, beckoning her.
With lust-filled violet eyes. Cadie strokes her long-nailed blue-painted fingers along “Rose’s” face, then her breasts, and reaches down to begin playing with her lover’s privates.
“Rose” raised her head in apparent ecstasy. Then turns Cadie around as she winks to Emilee
As they are kissing “Rose” sees Cadie snap open her half-closed eyes, growing wide as saucers in horror. “Rose “ turns around, and gives a choked silent scream, clutching Cadie to her.
A menacing figure had come from the shadows, masked and wielding A long thin sinister-looking Fairbairn–Sykes dagger, the blackened double-sided blade pointing at the two ladies with threatening intent.
A voice, hard and stern, speaks out to the pair.
“Ok lovebirds, let’s see those hands raised
The black swans take off honking their displeasure.
The figure points the knife at “Rose”
Okay you, let’s have that necklace. Take it off and hand it to your friend.
With shaking hands, “Rose” obeys, undoing the clasp, pulling it away from her glistening wet throat, and then handing the shimmery diamond-filled necklace to a terrified Cadie.
The thief points the wicked-looking dagger towards Cadie.
“Now you, come out here with that.
Cadie freezes, but “Rose gently tells her to obey.
Cadie obeys, and comes out of the water, standing in dripping misery, shivering in front of the menacing figure, who commands her to hand over the necklace “Rose” had given her.
Cadie then reluctantly holds it out like giving it to some deviant trick or treater…
It is snatched from her glittery ringed fingers and dropped onto the small pile of Cadie’s jewels that she had taken off and laid out on her satin gown before entering the water.
The thief then looks the poor girl over, her breasts now high and peaked due to the cold fright she is now experiencing. The knife is raised, and pointing in is used to lift the quivering girl’s necklace.
The knife is then pointed down to the glittering pile of jewellery …
“All right lover bird, I’ll be having yours also. Be quick about it. Add them to the pile.
Trembling, a cowering Cadie removed her remaining jewellery piece by piece, Starting with shaking fingers, her necklace. She wretchedly reached up behind her throat and unfastened her necklace, then plopped it onto the pile. Pulling off her rings, and then finally pulling out her shimmering headband. All of which joined the glinting, outrageously expensive pile on the satin gown at her feet.
“OK, you two, I'm taking your dresses. Can’t have you chasing me now, will I?”
She gathers up the expensive frocks.
It was at this point that Cadie, no longer able to bear the situation anymore, conveniently fainted dead away, as she was caught in the arms of “Rose” who unnoticed by Cadie, had come up out of the water and was standing behind her.
The sweat from her unconscious figure glistens in the moon’s light as “Rose” lays her out upon the dewy wet grass.
“Rose” quickly puts back on her dress as Emilee bundles up Cadie’s satin gown, purse, and jewellery.
“Rose” then picks up the rucksack, into which the bundle is shoved, and the pair of them waste no time heading back down the path around the lake.
Before Cadie begins to stir, sluggishly regaining an unbelieving consciousness, the pair are back at their coupe parked in the cemetery.
As they drive slowly off, “Rose” turns towards her partner who is rummaging through Cadie’s purse, asking as a wicked smile speeds out upon her face.
“So Emilee, did you have at least a little bit of fun on your birthday today ?”
Emily squealed her answer with shivers of delight enveloping her body.
“It was smashing Ma chérie. And look, I have the keys to her fiat!”
“Time for the dessert, your birthday cake if you will luv. Let us go and pay a visit to the unlucky Cadie’s flat then!”
Fini