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   Subject: Repost:TWINS,TIES,& TROUBLE(F/F,BOND)(1/2)

   Date: 1 Oct 1995 01:35:27 -0400

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   TWINS, TIES, & TROUBLE part 1

   Trish placed $3.02 into the teenager's outstretched palm.  "Here's your
change...thanks for coming in." She looked past the girl's reddish brown
hair and saw Kelly, her best friend, go into the Videos for Hire Rental
store across the mall.  Trish suspected that Kelly was interested in Jeff,
her boyfriend, because this was the 4th time this week that she had seen
Kelly come in to rent videos.  Trish didn't have any more customers so she
busied herself by straightening out the stock and keeping an eye out for
Kelly to leave.

   Trish and Kelly became friends in the 3rd grade and were inseparable
until Kelly went away to college last fall.  Three weeks ago when she came
home for the summer, Kelly spent the entire first weekend at Trish's house
talking about old times.

   Trish noticed that Kelly had lost a little weight and told her it really
made her look hot.  Kelly blushed a little when Trish told her that she'd
have the guys lined up to get into her pants.  Kelly was about 5' 7", 125
pounds, with dark brown hair.  Her breasts were 34B and could be described
as pert.  Kelly had always been in the top 5 of her class and was going to
college on a full scholarship.

   Trish had been forced to stay home and go to community college this past
year.  Trish had always counted on getting an athletic scholarship, but an
injury to her knee playing volleyball sidelined her during her senior year,
and colleges decided not to take a chance on her recovering fully.  Trish
was a natural blonde, 5' 6", 120 pounds, and an all around athlete.  She
also played softball and always made the all-star teams in both sports
until her injury.  Kelly's grades had always been a little better; but
Trish had been more in demand socially because of her athletic ability,
sexy body, and friendly manner.  A pair of firm 36C breasts on her
athlete's body had always made Kelly envious.....until now.  Kelly seemed
different to Trish; more confident socially, a little more outgoing, and
now she had the body to go with the new attitude.

   Having to stay home did have some advantages for Trish though and one of
them was Jeff.  Trish met Jeff at the mall last Christmas when she first
started working at the music store.  It took about 2 weeks before he asked
her for lunch and 3 weeks after that they were a couple.  Jeff's dad owned
3 Video Rental stores and Jeff managed the one in the mall.  Trish and Jeff
double dated with Kelly and Jeff's friend Mark on Kelly's second weekend
back and ever since then Kelly has been renting lots of videos and always
from Jeff's store at the mall.  Trish was worried that Jeff might drop her
in favor of Kelly and she was determined not to let that happen without a
fight.

   Finally, after about 25 minutes, Kelly walked out of Jeff's store and
waved as she left.  Trish whispered to herself, "I'm going to find out what
that Bitch is up to." Trish turned away and pretended not to notice as
Kelly came into the music store.

   "Hi Trish," Kelly called out with a big smile on her face.

   Trish turned to face her, and calmly asked, "Hi Kell, what're you doin?"

   Kelly held up the bag bearing the Videos for Hire logo, "Just came in to
bring back some videos and pick up a few more."

   "You seem to be watching a lot of movies lately Kell, any good ones?

   "You know, some good, some bad.  Dad hasn't had a lot of work for me
lately and I get bored with nothin to do." Kelly worked at home during the
summer doing research and typing up legal papers for her Dad, who was a
lawyer.  "And a couple of these are to entertain the Bradley twins tomorrow
night."

   "You're sitting for the Bradley's tomorrow?"

   "Yeah, it's an overnighter.  They're going upstate somewhere to visit a
brother, I think.  Anyway, there's a new baby that they want to see and
they'll be gone until Saturday afternoon."

   "I hope it pays good, those twins can be a handful."

   "That's right, you should know.  You usually watch them, don't you? 
Oh...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude on your territory...Mrs.  Bradley
stopped me as I walked by there this morning and asked...said it was a last
minute thing."

   "That's OK Kelly, I have a date with Jeff tomorrow night anyway."

   "Great, that's a relief.  Well, I got to go...are you coming over
tonight?"

   "Sure, what'd you want to do?"

   Kelly held up the bag again; "Well, we could always watch some videos,"
she said laughing as she left the store.

   Trish muttered to herself, "Yeah, or maybe we could play 20 questions
instead."

   * * * * * * *

   The sun beat down on Trish as she walked along Oak Street on her way
home.  It was only 8 blocks and she enjoyed the exercise, it helped to keep
her in shape, and she was determined to stay in shape.  Trish played
volleyball twice a week in an adult league and was her team's best player.
She also filled in occasionally as a substitute on a men's fast pitch
softball team.  She would have played more, but that would take time away
from being with Jeff.  Trish turned the corner

   and headed up Marshall for the last block and a half.  As she passed by
the Bradley's 2 story white colonial the screen door flew open and 2 kids
came running out and jumped off the porch, waving their arms and shouting.

   "Trish...Trish, wait a minute"

   Trish turned to face the onrushing duo just as Jill jumped at her. 
Trish caught her under the armpits and swung her around.

   "No fair," shouted Brandon.  "Jill had a head start or I would have beat
her."

   "Of course you would have," said Trish, winking at Jill as she put her
down.  "How're you guys doin...staying out of trouble?"

   Jill's mouth scrunched up a little and she wagged her head.  "Well, you
know....we're not perfect."

   "Perfect enough for a couple of 11 year olds," Trish laughed, running
her fingers through Brandon's red hair.  "I hear you have a new cousin."

   "Yeah, Uncle Bob's wife had a baby boy," answered Brandon.  "How come
we're going to be stuck with Kelly anyhow?  Why aren't you watching us?"

   "Your mom needed an answer right away and Kelly was in the right place
at the right time; although.....considering you two.....maybe she was in
the wrong place at the wrong time."

   "Come on," pleaded Jill, "We're not that bad."

   "No, you're not.  I like you just the way you are.  Anyway, what do you
mean STUCK with Kelly?  What's wrong with having her watch you?"

   "She's boring," said Brandon.  "She never wants to play games with
us....all she wants to do is read stories."

   "Well maybe she's different now," answered Trish.  "Kelly changed a
little while she was gone; you guys might really have a good time with
her."

   "Do you really think so?" Jill inquired.

   "Yeah, I think so.  I got to go now...goin over to Kelly's tonight."

   "What about Jeffffff?" teased Jill.

   "He'll just have to wait until tomorrow night," said Trish over her
shoulder as she walked away.  "See ya."

   "Bye Trish."

   "See you tomorrow."

   * * * * * * *

   Trish stepped out of the shower and grabbed the large fluffy beach towel
hanging on the rack.  She admired her image in the mirror as she rubbed her
body....thoughts of Jeff and the friction of the towel made her nipples
harden and her skin flush.  Turning sideways, she smiled; imagining Jeff's
hands gently caressing the curves of her ass...his mouth and tongue
stimulating her nipples...and then his fingers....RING-RING....damn, the
phone interrupted her daydream.  Trish tossed the towel on her
bed....RING-RING....and picked up the phone.

   "Hello....Hi, I just finished showering, what's up?..........do you have
to do it tonight?....do you want me to go with you?....OK-maybe I'll see
you tomorrow at the Mall...bye Kell." Trish hung up the phone, laid down on
her bed, and spoke to the ceiling, "I wonder what that was all
about?........oh well, what should I do tonight.  I know......go down to
the mall and buy myself a new outfit for tomorrow."

   She bounced off the bed and headed for the bathroom to finish getting
ready.

   * * * * * * *

   Kelly gently hung up the phone and let out a long slow sigh of relief.
'Boy, that was really hard...lying to Trish; but on the other hand, they
say everything is fair in love and war.'

   * * * * * * *

   Trish walked out of the boutique clutching a bag containing her latest
purchases.  She had bought a pair of form-fitting jeans and an aqua blue
top.  The pants accentuated the shapely curve of her ass and the top was
designed to show off her breasts.  As she walked towards the exit she saw
Kelly's mom come out of the bookstore.  "Hi Mrs.  Martin"

   "Oh, hi Trish, what are you doing here?"

   "I bought some new clothes....why?  Where should I be?"

   "Oh nowhere else really, I just thought that you went to the movies with
Kelly...I guess she went with someone else."

   Trish hoped that Mrs.  Martin didn't notice the flash of anger that
crossed her face.  In a split second she vowed to get even with Kelly for
lying to her, and more than even if she was out with Jeff.  "I guess she
must have Mrs.  Martin.  It was good to see you again.  Bye now."

   "Good-bye Trish," said a slightly confused Mrs.  Martin.  She waved as
the doors opened for Trish's exit.  "I'll have to ask Kelly who she went
with."

   * * * * * * *

   Trish was still fuming the next day as she went about checking the stock
of CDs and Tapes at the Music Store.  She had called Jeff's apartment last
night when she got back from the Mall, but he wasn't at home.  'I'll ask
him at lunch where he was last night.  I'll tell him I called to find out
what to wear tonight.'

   At 12:30 Trish put on her best smile and went over to Jeff's store.  She
waited patiently as Jeff finished with a customer, smiling and shuffling
her feet.

   "Those are due back on Sunday at 5 PM," Jeff said, after handing his
customer 2 video tapes.  "Thanks for renting from Video for Hire." He
turned towards Trish and smiled.

   "Hi."

   "Hi Jeff, ready for lunch?"

   "We're kind of busy right now Trish; Molly called in sick and it seems
like a lot of people are getting their weekend videos early....I can't
leave the store right now....I'll try to sneak out and grab a sandwich
later."

   "I can bring you back something from the deli...what do you want?"

   "Uh, thanks for offering...but I'll just go out later."

   It was obvious to Trish that Jeff was uncomfortable talking to her and
it wasn't just because he was busy, but she wouldn't let him off the hook.
"Look Jeff, it's no trouble at all for me and you need to eat
something...just tell me what you want."

   Jeff's face hardened and he grabbed Trish's hand.  "Come in the back for
a second." He led her in silence to the stockroom.  He let go of her hand
and backed up against the wall.

   Trish saw that he was struggling for words and wouldn't look her in the
eye.  "What's wrong Jeff?...are you mad at me?"

   "No."

   "Then what's the matter Jeff?" Trish reached out and grasped Jeff's left
hand.  "Tell me what's wrong."

   Jeff looked up and fixed his eyes at the top of Trish's head.  "Trish, I
like you a lot, I really do, but..."

   'If he says we can still be friends I'm going to kick him in the balls.'

   "..I think we're moving too fast."

   "What does that mean Jeff?" Trish hoped to draw out of him what she
already suspected.

   "I think....that we need to back off a little.....you know....date other
people for a while."

   "Who in particular did you have in mind Jefffff?" There it was, thought
Trish, the Question...would he admit it was Kelly?

   "Just other people...you know.  You date other guys and I date other
girls.  After a while we'll know if we still feel the same about each
other."

   Trish dropped Jeff's hand and stepped back.  "How about Kelly?  I think
she likes you...do you want to go out with her?" Trish saw Jeff's eyes dart
back and forth searching for the right answer.

   "Uh....sure, why not.....she seems nice." Jeff's eyes now met Trish's
and his face lit up.  "Yeah, I think I'll ask her out."

   Trish's eyes narrowed in anger causing Jeff's smile to disappear.  "You
go right ahead and date whoever you want, but don't think I'm going to sit
around and wait for you to make up your mind.  When you finally figure out
that I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you I may not want you
back." Trish stomped out of the stockroom with one final comment, "Screw
you Jeff."

   Trish's hunger had vanished and she felt angry and hurt.  She left the
mall and walked to the park on the other side of Oak St, determined not to
let anyone see her cry.  She sat on a bench at the far end of the park and
watched the wispy clouds through moist eyes.  'Jeff and Kelly....my
boyfriend and my best friend....maybe they deserve each other....but you
Kelly, you need to be taught a lesson about friendship, and I'm just the
one who's going to teach you.'

   Trish wiped her eyes and headed back to work with a plan of revenge
forming in her mind.

   * * * * * * *

   As Trish walked along Oak Street she knew that Jill and Brandon would be
waiting for her just as they did everyday.  She had put the final touches
to her plan of revenge on Kelly and she would need the twins' help.  Trish
turned on Marshall and saw Jill and Brandon roller blading on the sidewalk
in front of their house.

   "There's Trish," shouted Brandon.

   "Beat you to her," challenged Jill as she took off.

   "Not this time," said Brandon as he grabbed the back of Jill's shirt and
then shot past her in a flurry of motion.

   Trish stepped off the sidewalk so she wouldn't get run over as the twins
raced toward her.  Brandon maintained his lead and got to Trish first, but
Jill was not far behind and crashed into Brandon when she tried to stop. 
Both of the twins fell into the grass, laughing and slapping at each other.


   Trish grabbed an arm from each twin.  "Now you two stop it before I have
to spank you both."

   Jill and Brandon both looked up at Trish from the ground and in unison
told her, "You wouldn't dare."

   "Don't tempt me.  I did it before and I can do it again."

   "But we were a lot younger then," said Jill.  "We're too old now to be
spanked."

   "If you act like immature brats, then I'll treat you like immature
brats."

   "Okay, we'll behave," said Brandon.  "Are you on your way home?"

   "I sure am...work's over and I'm ready for the weekend."

   "And Jeff too, I"ll bet," chided Jill.

   Trish leaned over so that she was at the twins's eye level and put an
arm around each of their shoulders.  "As a matter of fact, there's been a
change of plans and I'm not going out with Jeff tonight."

   Jill's eyes brightened, "Then you can watch us tonight instead of
Kelly."

   "No, Kelly is still going to watch you, but I do have an idea that might
be fun.  Do you want to hear about it?"

   "Sure," said Brandon

   "Well, do you two remember that game of cops and robbers we played last
summer?"

   "I do," Jill blurted out.  "We arrested you and made you admit that you
had stolen mom's diamond necklace."

   "That's right, and what did you do to me so that I couldn't escape?"

   "We tied you to a chair," said Brandon.

   "And was I able to escape?"

   "No way," laughed Jill.  "Brandon knows how to tie knots.  I never get
loose when he ties me."

   "Good, cause I want you to play that game with Kelly.  It's my turn to
play a practical joke on her and this will be a good one."

   "Sounds like fun," chuckled Brandon.  "What do you want us to do?"

   "What time are your folks leaving?"

   "Around 6:30 I think," answered Jill.

   "Okay, great...just do normal stuff for the first couple of
hours....watch TV, play in the yard, whatever.  At 8:30 or so she'll
probably suggest that she read to you as you go to sleep.  You tell her
that if she'll play one game with you, then you'll go to bed by yourselves
without any more protests.  If she says no, then you two need to pester her
until she changes her mind.  Tell her you won't go to sleep without playing
one more game.  I know that she'll eventually give in and say yes.  When
she does, play the game just like you did with me last year.  The only
difference is that after you have her tied to the chair I want you to
blindfold her so she can't see me when I come in."

   "Where will you be?"

   "I'll be across the street watching your bedroom window.  When you've
got her tied to the chair, turn your bedroom light off and on and then I'll
come to the back door."

   "Do we get to help torture her after that?" asked Jill.

   "No and No.  You don't get to help and I'm not going to torture
her...it's a practical joke and it's just between Kelly and me.  After you
let me in you two will go upstairs and to go to sleep."

   "What are you going to do to her?" Jill asked mischievously.

   Trish winked at the two of them and stood up.  "That's just between
Kelly and me....one or both of us will be there when you wake up tomorrow.
That's the plan.  Will you help me?"

   "Sure, we'll do it." answered Brandon.

   "Thanks guys, I'll see you later tonight...remember; this is our
secret."

   As Trish walked away with a wide grin on her face she heard Jill shout,
"Don't worry Trish, we won't let you down."

   * * * * * * *

   "May I leave the table," Kelly asked.  "I have to be at the Bradleys by
6:15."

   "Sure honey," answered her mother.  "Just let us know when you leave."

   Kelly went to her room and packed clothes, books, & toiletries into a
small overnight bag.  She decided to wear a green button-up blouse with
beige mid-thigh shorts.  As she packed she struggled with her conscience
about what she had done to Trish.  Jeff had called during this afternoon
and told her about the breakup between him and Trish.  Kelly felt bad for
her friend, but not disappointed that Jeff was now all hers.  Kelly tried
to rationalize that it was not that bad since Trish had always had her pick
of boyfriends while she was always too shy to be socially popular.  It felt
good to be pursued by a handsome guy, but she still felt bad that she had
lied to Trish.

   'Maybe I'll call her tomorrow and apologize; I sure don't want to lose
her as a friend.  Jeff's nice, but not really my dream guy....I just want
to enjoy feeling desirable for a while.'

   * * * * * * *

   At 6:14 Kelly walked up the Bradley's driveway as Mr.  Bradley came down
the front steps carrying two suitcases.

   "Hi Kelly, sure glad you were available on such short notice."

   "Me too Mr.  Bradley.  Is your wife inside?"

   Mr.  Bradley set the suitcases down behind their white Taurus. 
"Upstairs giving Jill and Brandon a last minute pep talk about behaving."

   "Thanks." Jill went up the steps and into the front hallway and saw Mrs.
Bradley coming down from upstairs.  Jill and Brandon were sitting on the
top step and Kelly waved to them.  "Hi Mrs.  Bradley.  Hi Kids." Jill and
Brandon enthusiastically waved to Kelly and Kelly thought it odd that they
seemed so happy to see her.  In the past they seemed only to tolerate
her...oh well, maybe they've grown up a little.

   This might not be so bad after all she thought.

   Mr.  Bradley's voice carried into the house.  "Come on dear, we've got
to get going."

   "Okay, I'll be right there.  Sorry Kelly, everything seems so rushed
lately.  Thanks for doing this on such short notice, you're a lifesaver. 
Now...the kids have already had their supper, they can play outside till 8
and then they need to be getting ready for bed." Mrs.  Bradley turned her
gaze towards where the twins were sitting.  "They're to be in bed by 9
o'clock and asleep by 9:30.  Don't give Kelly any trouble or you'll get it
when we get back." She looked back at Kelly.  "That's about it, any
questions?"

   "No, Mrs.  Bradley, I think the kids and I will be just fine.  You two
go see that new nephew and don't worry, everything will be OK."

   Mrs.  Bradley rushed out the door and called back, "Thanks again Kelly,
we'll be back around 1 or 2 tomorrow."

   Kelly stood on the porch with Jill and Brandon, waving as the white
Taurus backed out of the driveway.  "Have a safe trip...bye."

   "Well kids, what do you want to do?"

   "We want to play in our fort," said Brandon.

   "Where's your fort?"

   "It's in the back yard," answered Jill.

   "Okay, that's fine," said Kelly.  I'll be in the family room doing a
little reading.  Stay in the backyard unless you come in and talk to me,
OK?"

   "Sure, let's go," shouted Brandon.

   Kelly went in the house and picked out a comfy chair by the window,
where she had a good view of the backyard.  She could read and keep an eye
on the twins at the same time.  Mrs.  Bradley had forgot to tell her where
she should sleep; but it didn't really matter.  After the twins were asleep
Kelly would just pick the most comfortable couch.  She picked up a recent
issue of Newsweek from the coffee table and casually flipped pages until
she found an article that interested her.  Kelly could see the twins
playing in the yard and the serenity of the present situation made her
think that this night was going to be calm and uneventful.  Time passed
quickly and Kelly's eyelids were drooping when she heard the clock chime 8
times.  She pushed herself up out of the chair and opened the french doors
leading to the backyard.

   "Jill, Brandon," she called.  "It's time for you to come in now."

   "Can't we stay out here a little bit longer?" pleaded Brandon.

   "No, your mother said 8 o'clock.  Come on in, wash your hands, and we'll
do something fun inside for a little while until it's time for bed."

   "Okayyyy," answered Jill as the twins rushed through the doors and up
the stairs.  Kelly closed the doors and went back to her chair.  She heard
water running in the upstairs bathroom and lots of giggling and laughter.
She smiled, thinking that it was nice that Jill and Brandon got along so
well.  About fifteen minutes later the twins came bounding down the stairs
and into the family room.

   "Well, what are you two up to now?" Kelly asked.  Each of the twins
stood before her with a cap gun in their hand and a stern look on their
face.  Brandon also had a backpack on.

   "We want to play Cops and Robbers," Jill told her.

   "Well go ahead, just remember...it's bedtime in about 45 minutes."

   Brandon and Jill each grabbed one of Kelly's wrists and pulled her out
of the lazy-boy.  "No, you have to play with us."

   "Why me?" chuckled Kelly.  "I don't even have a gun."

   "Because we're the cops and we need you to be the robber," explained
Jill.

   "IF I play this game with you, do you promise to go to bed without any
more complaining or trying to stall?"

   Brandon and Jill smiled at each other and answered in unison "YES."

   "Okay then, how do you play cops and robbers?"

   "Brandon and I are the cops and you're the robber.  We'll go out on the
front porch while you hide somewhere in the house.  Here, hide this costume
jewelry first before you hide.  We'll come in and search the house until we
find you.  Then we arrest and interrogate you until you tell us where you
hid the jewelry."

   "Where should I hide it?"

   "Anywhere you want to," said Brandon, "but remember; you're a tough
crook....don't tell us right away."

   "Okay...one game and then off to bed.  Should I go hide now?"

   "Wait until Brandon and I are outside.  We'll wait for 3 minutes on the
front porch and then we'll come back in."

   Kelly watched the front door close and headed up the stairs.  "Don't
forget to lock the front door when you come back in." Kelly shouted to
them. She didn't care if they knew she was going upstairs...she was only
playing the game so that they would go to bed and didn't want to make it
too hard for them to find her.

   Jill and Brandon stood on the porch and gave the thumbs up sign to
Trish, who was in a car parked across the street.  Trish signaled back to
them and leaned back against the far door in case Kelly looked out a
window. Trish was overjoyed that her plan of revenge was working out
perfectly so far.

   Kelly was hiding in the master bedroom walk in closet.  It was a
reasonable hiding place, but it wouldn't be too hard for the twins to find
her.  She smiled and thought to herself, 'Here I am playing a kids' game
with kids while thinking about Jeff's kisses and his roaming hands.' The
front door slammed shut and footsteps came up the stairs.  'Maybe I'll let
Jeff fuck me....it's great to feel sexy, it makes me feel so....so alive.'

   "There she is," Brandon shouted as he spotted Kelly kneeling behind a
suitcase in the back of the closet.  He pointed his cap gun directly at her
and commanded, "Put your hands up where I can see em and come out of the
closet...  slowly."

   Kelly stood up and raised her hands in the air.  'These kids have
watched too many cop shows.' "You got me, but you'll never find the
jewels."

   "We'll see about that," snapped Jill.  "Turn around, hands against the
wall, feet back and spread em.  Officer Brandon, cover me while I frisk
her."

   "Geez, I'm beginning to feel like a real crook.' Kelly assumed the
"Position" as they say on TV and felt Officer Jill's fingers search her
from head to toe.  'This might be real fun if Jeff were doing the
frisking.'

   Jill finished.  "She's clean, no weapons." Jill stepped back and pointed
her gun at Kelly.  "Officer Brandon, secure the prisoner."

   TWINS, TIES, & TROUBLE Part 2:

   'Now what the hell does she mean by that?' Kelly looked over her
shoulder and saw Jill's gun pointed at her and saw Brandon set his backpack
on the bed.  Brandon reached into the backpack and took out a small coil of
rope.  Kelly pushed away from the wall and turned to face the twins.

   "No way kids, I didn't agree to be tied up."

   "You agreed to play the game with us and this is how it's played," said
Jill.

   "Prisoners are always put into handcuffs when they get arrested,"
explained Brandon.  "That's just the way it is."

   "We don't have any handcuffs, so we use rope instead," added Jill.

   "I don't know.....I'm supposed to be in charge here.  How can I be
responsible for you two if you've got my hands tied?"

   "Well it's only a game," chided Jill, "you're not going to back out of
your promise, are you?"

   "OK, I guess not, but remember, you go to right to bed as soon as this
game is over, OK?"

   "No problem, but let's get back to the game while we've still got time,"
said Brandon, holding up the rope.

   Kelly put her hands together.

   "Go ahead then and secure the prisoner."

   "Not that way," said Jill.  "Cross your wrists behind your back."

   Kelly flashed the twins an annoyed look and slowly turned around,
crossing her wrists behind her.  'Boy, I don't see why Trish likes these
two little monsters.' Brandon tied and cinched Kelly's wrists and then put
his backpack back on.

   Brandon grabbed Kelly's upper left arm, "Let's go to the interrogation
room.  We'll get the truth out of you there."

   "Hey guys, this rope is really tight," Kelly grimaced.  "Remember, we're
only playing....can you loosen the knots a little?"

   "No, we can't, "said Jill.  "You must be tied securely until we find out
the location of the stolen jewels.  That won't take long If you cooperate."

   The twins led their bound prisoner down to the family room and brought
in a straight back wooden chair from their father's study.  They sat Kelly
in the chair and Brandon produced another coil of rope.

   "Now what," protested Kelly.  "What are you going to do with that?"

   "We can't start the questioning until we're sure you aren't able to run
away," answered Brandon.

   'Oh god, why did I agree to this?.' "Hurry up then and let's get this
over with," grumbled Kelly.  'I''ll really be glad when these two are in
bed.' Kelly watched Brandon tie her ankles together and then tether them to
the bottom chair rung.  "OK cops, you got me....I confess....the jewels
are..."

   "Quiet," shouted Jill.  "We'll interrogate you when we're ready.  We're
in charge here."

   "Then I've had enough," Kelly said angrily, twisting her wrists in an
attempt to loosen the knots.  "I'm not playing this game anymore.  Untie
me!" 'I'd like to tie them both to their beds.'

   "The prisoner is not cooperating Officer Jill," said Brandon.  "What do
you suggest we do?"

   Jill pulled a blue scarf out of Brandon's backpack.  "Maybe a blindfold
will quiet her down."

   "No, I won't let you blindfold me." Kelly twisted her head, making it
difficult, but after a couple of minutes Jill had the blindfold in place
and knotted securely.

   The only sound was Kelly's labored breathing as she tried to catch her
breath and make sense out of what was happening.  Brandon and Jill gave
each other a thumbs up and Brandon ran up the stairs to give the signal to
Trish.

   Kelly was trying to remain calm.  "How did I let myself get in this
predicament.  OK Kelly, think.....analyze the situation......I'm not going
to get loose on my own and the brats are determined to play this game
out...so I'll have to play it with them and hope it ends soon.  "OK, I'm
all right.  Why don't you take the blindfold off and interrogate me now?"

   "The blindfold stays on until we know the location of the jewels," said
Brandon as he re-entered the room.  "I just searched the closet where we
found you hiding and the jewels are not there."

   "Well of course not, I hid them when I heard you come in the house."

   "Then where are they?" demanded Jill.

   "You'll never find out," sneered Kelly.  `I'll play their game for a
couple of minutes and then spill the beans.'

   "So ya wanta play rough huh?" said Brandon.  "We can play rough too.  We
can play it any way you want it, just remember, we always get what we
want."

   "Not outta me, you won't." 'Okay, one more threat and I'll tell em."

   "She's a tough one Officer Brandon," said Jill.  "Maybe we should use
the rubber hose on her."

   "You can't do that," shot back Kelly.  'I wonder if they really would.'
"It's against the law."

   "You forget that we're the law around here," stated Brandon.  "Officer
Jill, get me the rubber hose.  It's hanging on the wall outside the back
door."

   "Now, wait a minute," pleaded Kelly.

   "Right away Officer Brandon," said Jill.

   Kelly heard footsteps and then the sound of the back door opening.  A
minute later the door closed and Jill came back in, announcing "Here it is,
Officer Brandon." Trish had come in when Jill opened the backdoor and now
stood over by the steps leading upstairs.  Trish was wearing black shorts,
a dark blue top, and moccasins.  She had a backpack with her that she sat
on the first step.  Trish then sat on the 2nd step to watch.

   "Okay - I'll tell you where I hid the jewels," Kelly said nervously. 
'You've won, let's end this game.' "Upstairs - in the linen closet -
underneath the sheets."

   "You'd better be telling us the truth," Brandon said sternly, "or it'll
go hard on you."

   "It's the truth you little shi.....er officer," Kelly said contritely.
"and now that the game is over, will you please untie me."

   "The game is over when we recover the jewelry," stated Jill.  "If you're
telling us the truth then you'll be released.  Come on Officer Brandon,
let's go see if she's telling the truth."

   The twins ran up the steps two at a time and were joined in Brandon's
bedroom by Trish.  The trio were all smiles with lots of high fives to go
around.

   "We did pretty good, huh?" said Jill.

   "You guys were terrific.  Now I want you both to hop into bed and get
right to sleep.  If you're asleep within 10 minutes I'll treat you to a
movie tomorrow."

   "What if Kelly asks us why we didn't come back down?" asked Jill.

   "Why don't you just tell her......uh, that you thought she got loose,
because a girl with a Halloween mask on surprised you up here and made you
go to bed.  She won't know whether you're telling the truth or not."

   "OK, I'll be asleep before Jill even gets into her bed," bragged Brandon
as he laid down and pulled up the covers.

   "Bet you won't," countered Jill as she ran through their bathroom and
jumped into her own bed.

   "Music will help you sleep better," said Trish as she turned on each of
the clock radios that were beside their beds.  `It'll also help cover up
any extra noise that may come from downstairs.'

   "Goodnight Jill...Goodnight Brandon." Trish had to wait only a few
minutes until the twins were sound asleep.

   * * * * * * *

   Kelly waited...and waited...and waited.  'Where are they?  they must
have found the jewels by now.'

   "Brandon..Jill, come down here...the game's over."

   Trish was standing 3 feet in front of Kelly, quietly observing her prey.
'No, you traitor, the game is just beginning.' Trish reached forward and
lightly flicked Kelly's nose with the tip of a feather.

   Kelly pulled her head back.  'What was that?  Did they sneak back in
here?' Something brushed against her neck and she twisted her body to get
away from it.  "OK, this is not funny anymore.  The game is over.  If you
don't untie me this instant, I'll have to tell your parents."

   Trish put the feather down and smiled as she heard Kelly's stern words.
'Bitch, you're not dealing with the kids anymore....I'm in charge now.'
Trish reached into her backpack, pulled out a long brown scarf, and tucked
one end into the waistband of her shorts.  She also brought out 2 pairs of
panties and rolled them into a ball, which she held in the palm of her
right hand.  'Better be ready, sooner or later she's going to panic.'

   "Now listen kids," Kelly pleaded.  "If you untie me right now, I promise
you won't get into any .......'oh god, my blouse.' Kelly tried to twist
away, but was limited by the tethers to the chair.  The hands unbuttoning
her blouse easily followed her and continued...2 buttons...3 buttons.

   "Stop, Please" She was on the verge of tears.  "Brandon, Jill, talk to
me." 4 buttons...5 buttons.  "This isn't right, you can't do this.  Stop,
right now." 6 buttons...and her blouse was spread open, exposing her white
lacy bra.

   Kelly's breathing was erratic as she was losing her battle to remain
calm.  Her breasts rose and fell as she gasped for breath.  Trish was ready
with the wadded up panties.

   Between gulps of air Kelly pleaded once more.  "If you
don't........untie me now........I'll scream for help........and then the
police will come.....Is that what you want?" Kelly pulled on her wrist
ropes again, but they still held tight.

   'What I want right now is to see those pretty tits of yours.' Trish
released the front snap on Kelly's bra, simultaneously exposing her breasts
and sending her over the edge.  Kelly's scream for HELP was cut short as
Trish jammed the panties into her mouth.  In one motion Trish stepped
behind Kelly and pulled the scarf from her waistband.

   She placed the scarf between Kelly's lips and pulled tight, sealing the
panties inside.  The long scarf was wound behind Kelly's head and back to
the front.  Trish double-knotted the ends of the scarf between Kelly's
parted lips.

   Kelly was still now, although her heart was racing and her breathing
labored.  'That wasn't either of the kids.....someone else is here.  What
am I going to do, what can I do?  God, the kids, what's happened to the
kids?  I hope they're all right.' Kelly erupted in a flurry of motion,
twisting and pulling at the ropes, only to fall back exhausted in defeat.

   Trish sat on the couch and watched Kelly's struggles.  'She's really
scared.....and kind of excited too, look at those nipples.....she does look
kind of sexy, helpless and half naked.' Trish walked silently over to the
bookshelf and turned on the stereo, not very loud, just loud enough to mask
small noises.  'Let's see if there's any coke or lemonade in the frig.'

   Kelly's adrenalin kicked in again when she heard the music come on.  Her
whole body tensed in anticipation.  'Ok Kelly, what are you going to do?  I
need to help those kids, if they're still alive and I have to stay alive to
do that.  But I'm helpless to change my fate....I can't move and I can't
talk.  All I can do is cooperate and hope they don't hurt me.  I wonder how
many?'

   "Mmmppphhh...mmmpppfff...ugghhhh," Kelly screamed into her gag as the
numbing cold shot from her left nipple straight to her brain.

   Trish ignored Kelly's muted pleas to stop, circling the ice cube around
Kelly's areola and then over to her right breast.  She continued rubbing
the ice across Kelly's chest as little drops of water cascaded down her
stomach, darkening the waistband of her shorts.  Every now and then Trish
would surprise Kelly by tweeking one of her hardened nipples.

   'Kelly, this is fun....for me anyway.....I wonder what you'd think if I
took off your blindfold.  Maybe you'd be sorry you stole Jeff from me. 
Here's one to cool off your pussy a little.' Trish put the last part of the
ice cube down the front of Kelly's shorts.

   "Ummphh.....MMMPHHHH." Kelly squirmed in a futile attempt to get away
from the cold, hard object pressed against her sex, slowly melting.  'God,
just do whatever you're going to do.....quit tormenting me.' The ice melted
quickly from the heat trapped inside her panties as Kelly's body continued
to betray her......flushed skin, extended nipples, and now her pussy was
getting wet from more than just the melting ice.

   'OK, Miss modest 1 piece bathing suit, now that you're kind of used to
being half-naked, let's see how you deal with totally naked.' Trish stepped
behind Kelly and pushed her blouse and bra straps down past her elbows. 
She choose a medium length piece of rope from her backpack and doubled it.
Trish ran the looped end between Kelly's arms and her back, positioned the
rope just above Kelly's elbows and inserted the loose ends through the
loop. Using steady pressure, Trish pulled until Kelly's elbows were almost
touching.  'Didn't know you were this limber Kell.' Trish circled her upper
arms 3 more times with the rope and cinched it off.

   Kelly wished she still believed in magic and could wish this away, but
instead her situation was getting worse.  Her hands were becoming a little
numb and now her shoulders felt the strain of having her elbows forced
together.

   Trish untied Kelly's wrists after tethering her elbow tie to the top
rung of the chair back.

   Kelly did not resist as she felt her blouse and bra straps being pulled
down past her hands.  She was grateful for the feeling that creeped back
into her hands intermingled with the familiar tingling.

   Trish looked down at Kelly's breasts, thrust forward due to the position
of her shoulders, and felt a warm tingling inside of her.  She reached down
and cupped Kelly's breasts in her hands.  She heard a small gasp from Kelly
as she gently traced around the reddish-brown areolas.

   Kelly reached back with her hands and touched her captor's legs. 
'They're smooth, it's a girl....it had to be....oh God, that feels
good......what am I saying, I'm being felt up by another girl....oh I don't
care anymore, it just feels so good.'

   As if on cue, the stranger pinched Kelly's nipples, and a lightning bolt
went straight to her very wet pussy.

   Trish could see that Kelly was rushing towards an orgasm and didn't want
to give her that pleasure just yet.  She abruptly quit massaging Kelly's
breasts and after she heard a definite groan from Kelly, retied her wrists.
Trish then tied a rope just above Kelly's knees before releasing the tether
that had held her to the chair.  After untying Kelly's ankles, Trish helped
her stand up and then backed away to watch her tentative movements.

   Kelly flexed her ankles and walked in a small circle.  With no sight and
her legs tied at the knees, she was still very much a prisoner.

   Trish sat on the couch and admired the view.  'You know Kell, your tits
look a lot bigger this way.  Maybe I should call Jeff and have him come
over.  I wonder whether he'd untie you or fuck you first.' A few minutes
passed as Trish watched Kelly testing her bonds, trying to relieve the
strain on her shoulders.

   Trish saw Kelly heading straight for the lazyboy and fell in step behind
her.  When Kelly gently bumped into the foot of the chair she turned
herself around and Trish choose that moment to grasp the waistband of
Kelly's shorts and panties.  Kelly squirmed in a fruitless effort as Trish
pulled them down to her knees.  Trish forced Kelly to kneel and then made
her lie on her stomach.  Trish untied Kelly's knees and removed the last of
her clothes.  She slapped her on the butt and turned her over, forcing her
to lie on her bound arms.

   'Very nice pussy, Kell....neatly trimmed and.....(sticking 2 fingers
inside Kelly).....so very wet.....you're getting off on this.'

   Kelly was almost glad that the blindfold prevented her from having to
look her captor in the eye.  She felt more embarrassed than she had ever
felt before in her life, and also more turned on.  It was easier this way,
to be used in a way that would have repulsed her before.  She wanted the
probing fingers to continue to work on her clit, slide in and out, in and
out until she exploded in orgasm.  'I don't know who she is and I don't
care anymore.'

   What Kelly wished though, was not what Trish was there for.  After
several thrusts into Kelly's pussy, Trish stopped, and retrieved her pile
of ropes.  She crossed Kelly's ankles and tied them.  She lifted Kelly up
until she was kneeling and tightly wrapped rope above and below her
breasts.

   Laying her down on her back again, Trish now examined Kelly's exposed
pussy.  Trish of course had seen many other women naked in the showers
after an athletic event, but never before had the opportunity to examine
another girl's pussy so freely.  Her fingers danced through the whispy
light brown pubic hairs arranged in a neat triangle, pointing to Kelly's
slit.  Her fingers rubbed Kelly's puffy labia, glistening with the juices
of her arousal.  One finger slid inside and teased Kelly's clit as the air
was heavy with the musky smell of sex.  Trish's eyes saw Kelly's breasts,
framed by rope and topped by hardened nipples, rise and fall as her passion
grew.

   Trish felt her own passion grow as she continued to finger fuck her best
friend.  Trish wanted to stop, but was driven on by a lust she couldn't
control any more.  She lifted Kelly's legs and crawled underneath.  With
Kelly's legs resting on her shoulders, Trish covered Kelly's mound with her
mouth and drove her tongue into Kelly's pussy.

   Kelly was still technically a virgin.  She dated a little in high school
and had let a couple of boys feel her tits, but nothing else.  Last year at
college she dated Chad for 4 months and he was able to finger fuck her a
few times and went down on her once.  Kelly had found it enjoyable even
though she was unable to climax.  To satisfy Chad's insistence on sex,
Kelly jerked him off several times, but when that failed to appease him and
he became more demanding, she broke up with him.  But this was different,
she had no choice, no decision of right or wrong.  The tongue that was
intimately exploring her pussy was strong, yet so gentle.  The feelings
coursing through her body were unfamiliar and wonderful.

   Trish abandoned all self control as her right hand found it's way inside
her panties and 2 fingers dipped into her own pussy.  Her tongue was
driving Kelly to an orgasm while she played with her own clit.  Kelly's
body suddenly stiffened and she groaned with pleasure through the gag as
wave after wave of relief swept through her.  Seconds later, Trish bit her
lip to stifle a scream as her fingers gave her the climax she desperately
wanted.  As the sensations subsided, Trish fell to the floor, completely
spent, letting Kelly's legs rest on top of her.  After several minutes,
Trish recovered and resolved to finish her plan.

   'I don't hate you anymore Kell.....in fact I think we both could be even
closer.....but I can't let you know yet that it was me.....I'm kind of
sorry and glad this happened.  Doesn't make sense, but that's how I feel.'

   Kelly lay exhausted, happy, naked, and bound.  After a brief rest, her
captor turned her over and attached another rope to her wrists and looped
the other end around her ankle ropes.

   Trish pulled tight on the rope and tied it off at Kelly's wrists,
forcing Kelly into a severe hog-tie.  When Kelly grunted through her gag,
Trish patted her on the butt and sensuously traced the curve of Kelly's ass
with her fingertips.  When Kelly responded with soft moans, Trish turned
her on her side and continued to play with her.  Trish sucked on Kelly's
left tit and ran her fingers between Kelly's thighs and up to her bush.

   She teased Kelly by playing with her pubic hairs and then thoroughly
lubricated her index finger by dipping it into Kelly's pussy.  As she
gently bit and rolled an areola in her mouth, she pressed her finger
against Kelly's anus, and pushed.

   "YES, I'm ready, again......I'm ready, I can come again......NO, NO, NOT
THERE....oh my god, my ass......"

   Kelly tightened her muscles as much as she could , but soon Trish's well
lubricated finger slipped into Kelly's rectum.

   "Jeez, it's in my butt...oh god no...OH...OH...OHHHH, that feels
GOOD....yes, yes, yes, YESSSSSS....oh god...OH GODDDDD!!'.

   Kelly's body lay limp; recovering from her 2nd orgasm, when she heard a
click-whirr mixed in with the music.  "That was a strange noise....there it
is again...I wonder...oh god, it's a camera.'

   "UUMmmmpp...MMmmmph," was all she could say as she struggled to avoid
the camera's eye.

   Trish simply moved around snapping picture after picture.  'Great stuff
Kell, we'll call this series 'What I did during summer vacation'.  Pull on
the ropes, look anguished, good...good...  great.'

   Kelly realized the futility of her struggle and came to a rest face
down. Several small tears were quickly soaked up by the blindfold. 
'Pictures.....photographs of me, like this, naked and tied up.....it's not
just tonight, it's forever.....who's going to see those photos?.....who's
going to have those photos?.....this is a nightmare.'

   Trish inspected the room and carefully packed her backpack with anything
that might point to her as the intruder.  She tiptoed up the stairs and
checked on the twins and found them sleeping peacefully.  She crept back
down to the family room and stopped at the entrance and looked at her
hog-tied friend.  'This sure was a night, wasn't it Kell?  I'll have the
photos to remember it by and you'll have your memories, but maybe someday
I'll share the photos with you and you can share your memories with me. 
I've got to go in a minute....I'll see you tomorrow at the park.'

   Trish kneeled next to Kelly and removed the rope holding her ankles to
her wrists, and then she removed the ropes forcing Kelly's elbows together.
Kelly sighed with relief as her shoulders slumped forward and her legs
straightened out.  Trish untied the knots on the upper body ropes and
tucked the ends under the other ropes.  Lastly, she untied the knots on the
rope holding Kelly's wrists, tucking those ends under and over the other
strands of rope.  Trish lovingly caressed Kelly's ass one more time, then
picked up her backpack and quickly vanished through the backdoor.

   Kelly was afraid to hope that it was over.  She heard the backdoor open
and close and still she laid quiet.  Several minutes passed and she pulled
on her wrists and felt the ropes loosening.  She twisted her wrists and
pulled again and they were free.  Kelly worked her arms around to the front
of her body and sat up.  By dipping her head Kelly was able to pull the
blindfold from her eyes.

   As she got used to the light, Kelly looked around and was astonished to
see that everything in the room looked the same as it did before......with
only one exception, her.  Kelly pushed her arms out to the side and the
chest ropes loosened and gave way.  Kelly removed her gag and untied her
ankles, rising to a wobbly stance.  She picked up her clothes, which had
been left in a neat pile on the couch, and unsteadily made her way to the
downstairs bathroom.  She put her clothes on the counter, wrapped a large
towel around her, and ran upstairs to check on the twins.

   Finding them sound asleep, she returned to the bathroom and stared in
amazement at her image in the mirror.  Rope marks and red blotches from
rolling around on the carpet were everywhere on her body.  Both sides of
her mouth were red and crinkled because of the tight gag.  She held her
wrists up and could still see the rope pattern circling them.  Kelly also
saw a different woman than the woman that came over earlier that afternoon.
This new woman had went through agony and ecstasy and now viewed her
sexuality in a new and wonderful light.  She hated that pictures of her
were taken, but she also hoped that someday she could see those pictures.
She wanted desperately to tell someone, to share with someone, what had
happened .....but she knew that she would be too embarrassed to talk about
it.

   Kelly stepped into the shower and relaxed in the stinging spray of hot
water.

   Brandon and Jill came running down the stairs at 8 AM and found Kelly
asleep on the couch in the family room.

   "Wake up sleepyhead, it's morning already," shouted Brandon.

   "Yeah," agreed Jill, turning on the TV.  "It's time for cereal and
cartoons."

   Kelly looked at them through drowsy eyes.  "Go easy you two, I didn't
get a lot of sleep last night."

   "What's the matter?  asked Jill.  "Did you have a nightmare?"

   Kelly sat up and stretched.  "What happened to you guys last night after
I told you where the jewels were hidden.  Why didn't you come back down
right away and untie me?"

   "Sorry about that," apologized Brandon.  "We thought it would be funny
to leave you tied up for a while so we wouldn't have to go to bed right
away."

   "But you sure made us pay for that little mistake," Jill said as she
rubbed her bottom with her right hand.

   "Made you pay?  What do you mean?"

   "You really scared us when you burst through the door wearing that Jason
Mask," said Jill.  "I almost wet my pants."

   "We know we deserved it," admitted Brandon.  "but that was the first
time we've been spanked in at least 2 years, and it hurt."

   "How did you get loose?," asked Jill.  "Brandon must be slipping with
his knots."

   Kelly's mouth opened but nothing came out for several seconds. 
"...............I'll tell you later.  Why don't you get some breakfast and
let me rest a little longer."

   "Sure, let's go Jill," said Brandon.

   Kelly sat with her knees drawn up to her chest and watched the twins as
they ate their breakfast in front of the TV.  'It seems like a dream, yet I
know it was real; so very, very real.  Are those brats telling me the
truth? I don't know, they are accomplished liars.....but their story is
plausible, it might be the truth.  If it is the truth then they don't need
to know any more.  If they're lying, then they probably know who kept me
tied up, who tormented me, who pleasured me in a way I've never known.  If
they know, I want to know....but I can't ask them.  I can't talk to my
parents; I'd be too embarrassed and they'd probably want to call in the
police or the FBI.  I might be able to talk to Trish, maybe she
could......................  TRISH.............I wonder?'

   
