And lovely it was as well. Hot and smooth, without a trace of pubic hair in site. I slipped out of her and began kissing my way down to just below her... hips. "What are you doing?" She breathed. "Taking care of my big sister." I replied headily. "What are you doing down there? What are you planning on?" she said in a voice that could only be called dazed and confused. "I thought you would have caught on, but I guess I'll just have to show you what I’m doing to you." I said with a building amount. Remember we need to look like a million dollars tonight!"Well a deal is a deal, so I did as Gloria suggested and soon "Katy" wasseated in front of her mirror starting to apply her foundation. A fewminutes later Gloria came through to my room. She had completed her make-up and was wearing her wig and underwear beneath a silk robe. She set toon my face and swiftly produced an image of a confident sexy woman. "I'vetaken the decisions about what we are going to wear tonight," she said,"and your. About an hour later into my second glass of wine and feeling a bit squiffy (we have big wine glasses in my house) Sheryl came down stairs in a dressing gown " how are you feeling" I asked " loads better" she grinned " I hate the theatre" I burst out laughing "me too" I said "get yourself a glass of wine if you want" " ooooh thanks I will" she said glancing at the tv " are you watching game of thrones?" "yes I am" I said "my fav" she said and flumped down on the couch next to me with a glass. At 34 this was a good run for any serial-rapist. Not once even being questioned for their disappearances. He was a smart one, he knew when his time was up and when his moment was there. He never forgot a single detail, and his painstaking methods had serious results. He averaged a child or two a month. He liked the anticipation of the game best, so he would watch for weeks before even attempting his play. He made sure there were no distractions and no witnesses. His plans worked well.