"Ah meine Lieben sind schon wach?" "Ja, aber du hast vergessen uns die Handschellen aufzumachen, ich h?ttemir fast in die Hose gemacht", meinte ich se...hr vorwurfsvoll."Ohhh, stimmt, entschuldige. Ich hol' gleich die Schl?ssel."Isabel verschwand und kam und kam nicht wieder. Inzwischen war auchJohannes wach und rief ebenfalls nach dem Schl?ssel.Nach einer ganzen Weile kam Isabel bleich wieder. "Ich wei? nicht, wo dieSchl?ssel hingekommen sind. Ich dachte sie seien bei den Handschellen inder. Wendy blushed deeper and looked at Vee ... the next blush clashed violently with Wendy's hair."Oops." Grandmother!" Vee turned to look where Wendy was looking."Oh," she moaned. "I see," Vee said."Quick ... get the binoculars." Grandmother! For shame!" she looked again. "Where are they?"It didn't take long before they were fighting over the binoculars. Vee ran below and grabbed a second pair."Shaving seems to be in vogue," said Wendy."Let me look?" asked a voice."Vee, you have your own pair!". Most of the girls were well the worse for drink and their state of undress seemed to be competitive. For the guys looking for a hook up, it was almost like shooting fish in a barrel. Ella was still with Barry on the dance floor. Marilyn had disappeared some time ago and she had no idea where her friend was right now. She knew she should be a little concerned about her friend but the sexy twin she was with was doing a great job of keeping her mind off things like that. The music had changed, a. He looked like a fool. She hauled him down, slapped a wig on his head and pulled out a box of paint. She rubbed paint on with a practised hand. Muttering about stubble, she put extra on his chin and cheeks, then finished by sticking two large warts on his nose and chin. She grabbed his discarded clothes, stuffed straw into them and arranged them on his bed. From the doorway, it might look like a sleeping man. She handed him a walking stick. ‘You’re 60 years old. Bend your knees and hunch over.