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Escape Ch.8 First of all, I'd like to thank you readers for the overwhelming respond to chapter 7. Sometimes I wonder if I could outdo the previous chapters whenever I write a new one. I'll try to improve and learn from your comments and advise from each chapters. Speaking of which, I came to make a few friends in the process. Special mention to DocVS who kindly offered his help with some of the editing. I'm forever grateful. I'll post the edited version of chapter 1 as well. Thanks and I hope you readers will like this chapter. As always, don't forget to leave your comment and reviews. WARNING: This story contains TG, masturbations and incest. The Deal It had been more than a month since Karen Kim and her daughter Ashley arrived at the CIA safe house. She took a sip from her cup of hot coffee while looking over at her beautiful daughter who was watching morning cartoons on TV. The attractive Asian lady wondered how much longer they would be required to stay in the safe house. She had no clue where she currently was as the location of the CIA's secret property was never disclosed to her when she and her daughter were brought here. Even though it was quite a nice place - a double storey bungalow with a contemporary design situated by an unknown but lovely beach - Karen felt bad for her daughter who had been asking about school for the past couple of days. They were supposed to start a new life by moving to Dallas after the death of her 51 year-old husband. She had bought a mansion in an upscale Dallas neighborhood and they were supposed to have moved in a month ago. She even had most of their clothes and belongings moved to the newly purchased property. Ashley was supposed to be getting ready for her school tomorrow. Everything was going smoothly until the FBI found concrete evidences that she had poisoned her billionaire spouse and made it appeared like he had a heart attack. Even her expensive lawyer, one of the best defense attorneys in the country couldn't get her out of the woods. Karen was destined for a lengthy murder trial and the authorities would strip all her possession away, including her daughter. Worst of all, she just couldn't afford to let Ashley find out that her mother had indeed poisoned her beloved daddy, no matter how young she was. She wouldn't want her little girl to find out about the fact that her father had been seeing another woman and his decision for a divorce days before his death. Karen had been kept in the interrogation room for almost 48 hours when a disabled CIA agent on a wheelchair entered the room. He had introduced himself as Agent Kingston before making a proposition - a deal, which would allowed Karen to be 'let off the hook' if she cooperated. It was a joint operation between the FBI and the CIA to recapture a group of murderers who had blended in among the residents in the suburbs neighborhood which Karen was about to move in. The information was sketchy but she didn't mind as long as she could get away with murder and start a new life with her daughter. The deal was just too good for her to turn down. And so, here she was, in an undisclosed location, living with her child in a comfortable enough place while waiting for them to catch the bad guys. It was certainly better than the confinement of a prison cell with her poor daughter being sent to some social welfare center. All that was required of her now was to wait for them to catch these fugitives. How ironic the whole situation could have been had the FBI not caught up to her? The Dallas suburbs, an area she had done extensive research on - where the rich lives, would have another murderer moving in. Ashley would have been in great danger. Who knew what these other criminals would be capable of? Both the FBI and the intelligence agency had not been forthcoming with information regarding the operation. It was better for her not to know, Agent Kingston said. Karen only knew that the CIA would be sending a couple of their disguise specialists in to assume her and Ashley's identity. How were they going to disguise as a 6 year-old girl was beyond her. All she recalled was that the mother and daughter did go through a full body scan the day before they were being sent to the safe house. They had to leave everything behind, even the clothes that they were wearing. New set of clothes and everything else which they needed had been provided. For the time being, there's nothing she could do but to wait while allowing a couple of strangers to assume their identities and living their lives. Relentless In spite of the doctor's advice, veteran CIA Agent Bradley Kingston insisted on heading the highly confidential operation in the suburbs of Dallas. The disappearance of FBI Agent Fredrick Jones and the AER inventor Professor Phillips was just too much of a coincidence. He could sense something was wrong when Jones came to inform him in person about his failure to discover anything with the Wilsons. His subsequent vanishing in Mexico coupled with the sudden retirement of Professor Phillips proved that his suspicions had been warranted. He knew it was a mistake on his part to send the federal agent in without the proper information regarding the AER, but why would Professor Phillips be involved as well? For Jones to have failed, the fugitives must have been tipped off by somebody from the inside. Apart from Jones and himself, only Professor Phillips knew about the Wilsons when the elderly man seemed a little too curious with the progress of their investigation. Most of these reasoning to initiate a thorough undercover operation in Dallas were just purely based on his intuitions. The CIA director wouldn't have granted it if the FBI had not showed him the CCTV footage at the Mexican Airport where Oliver Wilson had been seen barely two hours after the arrival of Agent Jones - carrying an identical luggage. As one of the few personnel with the knowledge of the AER project, the director immediately gave Kingston the permission to lead the secret operation. The director could have put either Agent Fielder or Gregory on the case but their heavy involvement with the CIA lab would be problematic. He had agreed with Kingston that anyone in the lab could have been compromised, thus leaving him and a couple of CIA disguise specialist to form the three man team. Apart from them and the director, no one else knew about it. Agent Kingston sat in his wheelchair while watching the monitor screens in front of him in a remote location. Agent Rudy Gibbs and Agent Tom Parker had been reporting to him on a daily basis, but still he ordered the Kim's mansion to be bugged and monitored in real time. However, he felt compelled to turn away from one of the screen which showed live feeds from the master bedroom where Gibbs was fucking Parker who seemed to be relishing himself in the Karen suit. The Dynamic Duo Agent Gibbs's small stature, due to a medical condition since birth, had turned him into an excellent CIA agent who specialized in children impersonations. The 41 year old even had a degree in children psychology prior to his attachment with the CIA. He and his longtime partner 43 year-old Agent Tom Parker had been the star of the spy agency before the emergence of Professor Phillip's invention. With an old disguise technology of the nano suit, their contributions to the agency and the nation's security had been immense. Agent Parker did appear relatively normal compared to Gibbs, but his slender physique made him a rather versatile candidate for most kinds of disguises. During Operation Arabian Night, Parker imposed himself as Gibbs's elder sister when they infiltrated a terrorist mastermind's residence as his daughters before slashing his throat and disappeared. In Operation Iceberg, Parker was very convincing as a Russian minister's 76 year old mother while Gibbs's fooled everyone as his 7 year-old grandson. They managed to find prove on the minister's weaponry dealings with the Taliban. These were only some of the highlights of their many successful missions all around the world. Therefore, it was hard to blame the 5ft 4" Agent Parker's lack of interest when they had been assigned to round up a bunch of fugitives in a boring American neighborhood. The only thing that grasped their interest though, was the revelation of a technology that had not been made known to them until their briefing regarding the operation. The AER could be seen as a more than adequate replacement of their aging nano suits. The fact that it provided memories to the impersonation was an unprecedented advantage in itself. Anyone in the agency could be doing their job as good as them. Had these runaway criminals sold the technology to the enemy of the state, the whole nation would be in danger. The dynamic duo didn't mind the possibility that if they had managed to preserve the secrecy of the AER, their nano technology would be overtaken. Because to them, the safety of the states would always come first. Gibbs and Parker could understand the reason why Agent Kingston had looked to them instead of utilizing the technology itself. Someone in the lab or the CIA search team had to be working with the escapees in order for them to stay hidden. Kingston was confident that the group was still in Dallas going by the lack of reports from the Wilsons regarding memory loss or encounters with the fugitives. The death of their youngest son, Kevin, had forced the veteran CIA agent to turn to the dynamic duo for assistance. The seamless integration into the neighborhood as Karen Kim and her daughter ensured that they didn't scare their targets away. Everything had gone as planned. After having the mother and daughter's body scanned, the nano suit generator went to work. Mrs. Kim's white floral- patterned knee-length dress and her freshly shed beige-colored lingerie were left behind as she was given a new set of clothing. So were her daughter's red and white stripes long sleeves shirt underneath a shoulder straps above-knee denim dress and her pink Disney's mermaid panties. Gibbs's disappointment of not having the opportunity to flirt with the real Mrs. Kim was short-lived when he saw his bald partner completed the disguise of the Asian lady with the nano suit. He had to give it to Agent Parker. Despite his persistent denial of homosexuality, the skinny bastard had never failed to impress whenever he put on a female skin. Parker enjoyed his feminity more than anything else, as he pulled on Mrs. Kim recently worn beige lacy panties. The nano suit's sensory realignment with the wearer's nerve endings allowed him to feel the silky material of the underwear as it brushed along his fake Karen- thighs and the warmth of its crotch as it was pulled snugly onto his fake Karen-pussy. Gibbs's could swear that he saw Parker grinned when the partner clasped Mrs. Kim matching bra into place, feeling the tingling sensation of his erect Karen-nipples rubbing against the inner pads of the lingerie. Even the way he was pulling on Mrs. Kim nude pantyhose was so feminine, as if he had been the lady all his life. When he was done securing the side hook and the zip of the borrowed dress, the Karen Kim impersonator sat down with 'her' leg crossed to put on a pair white pumps. 'She' gave the still-naked Gibbs an unpleasant gaze. "Why are you still... you? Gibbs, we don't have all day..." Parker sounded so motherly sexy in perfect mimicry of Karen's voice while his eyes were locked onto Gibb's incredible erection. "Wanna have a quickie before I put this girl on?" Gibbs suggested. "No," was the straight answer from Parker. After a brief pause, he added, "Sweetie, we'll have plenty of time for that later. Be a good little girl for mommy, will ya?" That certainly spurred Gibbs onwards as he quickly donned Ashley's nano suit before getting dressed in her left over clothes. The false Karen helped her daughter into her shirt and denim dress before getting a peck on the face by the bubbly 6 year old girl. The make-believe mother and daughter made their way to Dallas on the same day that the originals had planned to move in. Over the course of a month, the undercover duo had managed to establish good rapports in the neighborhood. They acted like how the real Kims would - getting along well with the neighbors and getting themselves involved in community events. The Healthy Living Fundraiser was a miss as they had intended to initiate contact with Katherine Wilson, only for her to pull out from the organizing committee all together to mourn the death of her son. Nevertheless, Agent Parker appeared to have gained the trust of the sit- in President, Claire Pearson. She was not in their list of suspects but her being the Wilsons family friend and the fact that her mansion was the closest to the Wilsons with a special walkway into the possible fugitives' hiding place, made her a useful friend to have in order to gain better access into the Wilson's ch?teau. The phony Mrs. Kim did sense the creepy stares Claire had been giving her for the past few weeks during meetings and the main charity event. 'She' thought about the possibility that even the airline tycoon's wife had been 'compromised' especially after the death of Kevin Wilson. The thoughts were swiftly shaken right out of 'her' head when Gibbs rammed his 7 inches of wonder into a hidden cavity beyond 'her' false pussy. The dwarf's lengthy penis seemed out of place on his small body as he pounded the supposed mother's artificial womb. With each thrust, Gibbs's cock collided with his partner's restrained penis and balls, sending arousing stimulus throughout the nano suit and his male body. Parker's precum leaked out from the hidden cavity to further lubricate the dwarf's penetration as their body mashed together. His Karen breasts added further fascinating sensations as Gibbs's pair of little hands fondled and kneaded the lovely mother's nipples. The false Karen was gasping and moaning as she kept shouting "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." with Karen's melodious voice. There was no use for any other words as each and every muscle on 'her' body stiffened before 'her' hidden prick ejaculated from the confined space. The feeling of warmth caused by his partner's seeds leaking into the fake vagina somehow whipped up Gibbs even more. He continued pummeling 'Karen' for a full minute before swiftly withdrawing his pecker from 'her' snatch and spraying copious amount of hot cum onto 'her' boobs and beautiful face. The little man with a thick moustache collapsed beside his 'mother' while trying to catch his own breath. Unlike Parker, he had doubted his sexuality long time ago since they started the partnership. Gibbs knew it was an unsightly male agent underneath that Karen suit, but still, he felt tempted. The only comfort though, was the fact that he wouldn't do Parker if he was not disguised or if the impersonation was something not up to his taste. "Not bad for a dwarf..." 'Karen' said in Parker's deep voice while still covered in cum. "Thank you and fuck off..." Gibbs said, clearly not enjoying his partner bad sense of humor. He wished Parker would return to his gentle and motherly character. "Ashley..." 'her' eyes wide in shock and disappointment as she looked at Gibbs, "...that's not the way a young lady should speak!" 'Karen' said as 'she' rediscovered 'her' Karen Kim's character. "That's so much better..." Gibbs said before clearing his throat and spoke in perfect mimicry of Ashley's girlish tone, "Mommy, I don't wanna sleep alone tonight. Can I sleep with you, pwease?" "Sweetheart, you won't be getting anything if you ask while looking like a 41 year old man with a moustache," the 'mother' got up from the bed as she sauntered towards the attached bathroom before looking back at Gibbs while leaning at the doorway. "I'm gonna clean these mess of yours from mommy's body. You should clean up too before getting back into your prettier self. Dinner should be ready by then." Gibbs was grinning again as he got out of bed to join 'mommy' in a hot sensual bath. School This had got to be the worst summer break for fifteen year old Nathan Lockhart. He was devastated by the news of his best pal, Kevin Wilson's sudden passing due to an apparent suicide. Now, he had to brace through the semester with one less geek in their group. It was true that their group of computer and chess geniuses had to endure a barrage of attacks, both physically and mentally from the so called 'cooler bunch'. They were never on the same standing, literally speaking, with the schools much more athletics, 6ft quarter backs or basketball point guards. However, Nathan thought that Kevin was the least affected from the bullying they had received, probably due to his family wealth and most likely from the privileges he got from having the hottest girl in school for a sister. Nathan parked his 5 year-old rusty mountain bike on a designated space inside the school compound as he, like most other students around him, switched his attention towards and arriving black limousine. The chauffeur, which Nathan recognized as Kevin's long time driver, was the first to get off the vehicle before walking towards the back passenger door. When the car door was opened, a pair of feet which could only belonged to a goddess in 3-inch pumps swung out and landed on the school pavement. As if it was prearranged, a gust of wind lifted the goddess's golden mane off her shoulder as she stood up from the limo and readjusted her dark pair of sunglasses to have it rested on top of her head. Rachel Wilson, the prettiest and most popular girl in school happened to be the dorky best pal's sister. She also happened to be Nathan's first crush, though he doubted that he was alone. Why would anyone want to end his own life if he had a sister like that? Apart from the pair of pink pumps, Nathan's goddess was wearing a black low-cut, mid-thigh dress with a broad white belt around her tiny waist and a small white sweater to give her a classy look. The school had been turned into a fashion boulevard, just like that. The chauffeur handed over a small but trendy bag which Nathan was sure contained nothing of educational purposes. Waiting along the walkway towards the school building's main entrance was two of her best friends and fellow cheerleaders - Anna Yorick and Jessica Smith. Either of these two could have been the queen themselves if not for Rachel's existence. Anna was a 5'8" redhead with gentle curves on her shoulder-length red hair which framed her perfect features of big blue eyes, pert nose and juicy lips. Her 110 lb. slender figure was not overly curvaceous but good enough to grace any New York Fashion catwalks. In fact, her attire would make any fashion show proud with a light blue blouse tucked neatly inside a black knee-length pencil skirt and a pair of sheer black panty hose which ended in a pair of 2-inch heel boots. Nathan bet that her branded clothing alone could worth a year of his dad's pay. That's the privilege you get in having a world renowned architect for a father. Mr. Yorick was one of Rachel's dad business acquaintances and golf buddies; at least that's what the late Kevin told him. On the other side of Rachel, Jessica Smith was one of the prettiest black chic Nathan had ever seen. At 17, she had a striking resemblance to the beautiful actress Halle Berry and she was one of the rare African-American girls to have natural straight black hair. Instead of a brown tan, Jessica's youthful skin was more Mediterranean than African. Her 5'6" and 120 lb. figure was dressed in the English-Scottish school uniform made popular by earlier episodes of TV show 'Gossip Girls'. Not that such dressing code was required by the school, Jessica had her button-down white blouse purposely let loose out over her mid-thigh blue and red checkered dress while the matching tie was loosened sensually around the collar of the blouse. The complexion of her long legs contrasted nicely against the white stocking which started just below the knees and ended into a pair of black shoes. This would probably be Nathan's highlight of his remaining school days, watching the girls giggling and hugging before making their way into the school building. As if a pageant event was over, the rest of the students returned to what they were doing. Nathan locked up his bike and carried his books into school, happy to walk the same path that was graced by his goddess earlier. The hard-on from his appreciation of the three angels had caused him great discomfort as he hid them behind his stacks of books. Being one of the oldest and most prestigious institutions in Dallas, the interior of the school was very well-preserved to match its historic background. His dad had worked his ass off just so he could see his son flourish in this school. He sure was not going to disappoint him as his grades had been excellent thus far, though not as good as his good friend Kevin. Speaking of which, Rachel appeared rather cheerful for someone who had recently lost a brother. In spite of their difference in the school's social hierarchy, Rachel had never failed to look after her brother in the past. She had even broken up with the school's quarter back in the past just because he was being such a jerk to Kevin. Maybe she was just hiding her sadness, Nathan thought. On the way to his locker, Nathan was contemplating whether he should reiterate his condolences to Rachel. He was one of the first of Kevin' friends to show up at the funeral but he doubted Rachel would noticed him with such a big crowd. Maybe that's a bad idea, he thought as he walked past the lovely blonde and her friends at the girls' lockers. "Hi, Nathan..." Rachel called out in the middle of her conversation with the girls. Gosh, she remembered my name, Nathan thought. "...you're a friend of Kevin, right?" asked Rachel. The other two girls were giving him that 'you're-disgusting' look. Take a deep breath and relax Nathan, he told himself. Just when he was about to open his mouth and let Rachel know that he was sorry about Kevin, some sudden shove forced him onto the lockers on the other side of the hallway. The impact caused a loud bang followed quickly by waves of sharp pain on his elbow and his face where he landed. "Oops, sorry kid. You're so tiny I didn't see you," Tommy George, the basketball captain and Rachel's boyfriend said. Nathan had probably gotten used to the bullying by Tommy and the whole basketball team. However, he was a little disappointed to see that Rachel Wilson, his blonde goddess, was laughing together with the flock. In the past, she would have at least said something like: "Leave the poor boy alone, Tommy" or "Don't be an ass, Tommy". Was it because her little brother was no longer around and she didn't have the responsibility to protect him or his friends anymore? But for God sake, wasn't she supposed to be mourning? Why was she sneering at her brother's best friend? By then, Nathan realized something about Rachel Wilson had changed. He thought he saw something different in her eyes. College life Olivia Wilson almost dozed off at the back of the auditorium as the professor was babbling about creative writing in journalism. Her eye lids felt heavy due to last night's travelling from Dallas to her University in Houston. The former Adrian Torres had all of Olivia's memories regarding her Journalism studies but he could still taste the boredom of... higher education. This reminded him of his school days even though he dropped out before he reached the 6th grade. The difference now was the bigger and fancier classroom, a much older teacher and having a much more civilized group of young adult for classmates. However, the most noticeable difference of all - at least to him - was the fact that he was now sitting with 'her' long legs crossed in Olivia's white halter top underneath a denim jacket, a mid-thigh blue jean skirt and a pair of 2-inch heel-boots. Instead of the big but timid little kid, he was now the beautiful brunette that most of the college hot studs were becoming very friendly with; especially when they found out about her recent break up. That thought brought a smile to her lovely face as she jot down something the professor had said, somehow knowing that it was important. When she cast her glance towards the front row, she saw Paige Olsen cuddling up against Brandon Hicks as they pretended to listen to the lecture. According to Olivia's memory, Paige was her best friend until the old Olivia ran into the blonde riding her then boyfriend, Brandon in the most compromising position. Paige used to be her roommate and her best friend but that revelation changed the old Olivia's impression towards her. After she ended her 2 years relationship with Brandon, 'she' remembered that 'her' old self had labeled Paige as a cunning slut who loved to flaunt her conquered prize around. By the looks of how she rested her head on Brandon's shoulder, the former death row inmate tended to agree. Even the ex-boyfriend was beginning to feel uncomfortable. It might be none of his business, but the former Torres could somehow feel the old Olivia's pain - what irony coming from someone who been part of her gang rape before taking over her life a fortnight ago. He could argue all day that it was for their own survival, but he had to admit that they could simply do without ganging up on her. Well, whatever happened, happened, he thought. It belonged to the past. The least he could do now was to accomplish something that the original Olivia would have wanted - getting back at Paige Olsen aka 'The Bitch'. The new Olivia uncrossed her long legs and parted them just enough for her left hand to slide between them. While pretending to write with her right hand, her delicate left moved under her denim skirt to rub against her clit through the crotch of her green thong. That was part of the reason she opted to sit alone in the back of the lecture hall as no one noticed her slight jump when the jolts of her sensitive womanhood took her by surprise. Her gasp was barely audible as she felt the silky material of her lacey panties pressed against her sex courtesy of her dainty fingers. Ideas of revenge were running through her mind as she parted her legs even more to allow a more vigorous clit-rubbing. It didn't take long before the false Olivia's legs started coming back together, clamping down on her hand as every muscles in her slender body contracted. Massive waves of amazing sensations swept over her as she experienced her first orgasm in public. "Miss Wilson?! Are you alright?" Professor Wilkinson asked with the microphone all the way from the front of the huge auditorium. Olivia was still leaning onto the table when she looked up and realized that the whole class was focusing on her. Her already crimson red face turned even more flushed from all the attention she had garnered. Being an assassin, the former Torres never liked this sort of attention, especially after masturbating and cumming in class. "Please pardon me professor... I'm just not feeling too well right now... ?the new Olivia spoke into the nearest microphone on the long table. "Do you need me to call you a doctor?" the lecturer offered and sounded concerned. "It's okay professor... I'm feeling a little better now..." the 20 year- old brunette said while giving the class her brightest smile. "I've got my payback plan all figured out," she whispered quietly to herself. The funny looks Paige was giving her infuriated her desire even more. The new maids "So, this will be the kitchen area. I know it's a little oversized for a family of four but that's the space you get from the ch?teau. As a matter of fact, this is only one of the three kitchens we have in the house. The one near the patio is my private cooking space, so no maids are allowed unless they are given specific orders which can only come from me," the former Robert 'Rocky' Wallansky said as he was strutting his lovely Katherine Wilson-body in front of the new maids while showing them around the palatial residence. The phony Mrs. Wilson was wearing a sleeveless Bateau-neck red dress. It fit her hourglass figure nicely as its bottom hem ended just above her knees. The elegant attire was complimented with a thin black leather belt around her small waist and a pair of red diamonds strappy heels. 'She' could tell that the newcomers were admiring her grooming as much as they admired the ch?teau. The group of six was recruited from an advertisement put up by her 'husband' days after their previous housekeepers left. 'Katherine' didn't know the details of the advert but going by the looks of these new employees, 'she' could see the lecherous taste of Dr. Smith. The pay must have been tempting enough to have these rather young and attractive girls applied for the job. Three of them were from across the south border, while a pair of twins had just recently arrived from Honduras. The young Chinese lady was the only one with working experience as a housekeeper when she was part of JW Marriot staffs for a couple of years in Shanghai. The Mexicans and the twins had never worked as maids before but they did go for a brief 2 weeks course and passed with flying colors before being accepted by ?Oliver?. In spite of the difference in nationalities, the make believe Katherine concluded that they all have one similarity - they were all generally young and definitively gorgeous. "Doc, ya dirty son of a bitch!" the former Rocky thought as a smug appeared on his Katherine-face. No one would have guessed that these young ladies were maids. They looked more like international supermodels than someone that would change your bed sheets or prepare your dinner. 'Katherine' felt the warm tickles from underneath the crotch of her red silk thong as 'she' observed their uniforms which were handpicked by 'her' husband. The black short-sleeved mid-thigh flareout dress with a white apron complete with a pair of white thigh-highs left a lot to the imagination. The phony housewife wondered if these maids were well informed about their job description. 'She' certainly hoped that 'Oliver' would broaden their work scope to include something that a normal housekeeper wouldn't do. "Mrs. Wilson?!" one of the young ladies call out, bringing back their new employer from her daydreaming. "Oh, please pardon me... I was thinking about what you should make for lunch today," Katherine said. "Let us move on to the other kitchen. Then I'll brief you on the certain areas where you're prohibited from wandering, such as the basement wine storage." As she carried on with the house tour, the former Rocky couldn't wait it to end so that he could flop his beautiful Katherine-body onto the master bedroom plush bed and masturbate while thinking about what he could do with his new employees. True colors Normally Nathan would be staying back with his group of geeks after school to talk about the latest PlayStation or Xbox games in the chess club. Since the passing of his good friend and club president Kevin Wilson, he decided to go home after the gloomy new club president election. Despite the recommendations of the club members, Nathan rejected the position. His depression was apparent to the others, so they decided not to push him to change his mind. He excused himself swiftly after the club meeting and made his way to his mountain bike. Along the way, he was walking past the school's gymnasium and heard the noises of the school's basketball team training. Nathan tried to quicken his pace to avoid running into Tommy and company. However, while passing the huge indoor basketball court, he noticed that the cheerleaders were practicing a routine as well. His heart fluttered with the hope of catching a glance of Rachel Wilson, the cheerleading's captain. Nathan slowed his steps as he couldn't see the gorgeous blonde among them. He thought it was unlike her to miss a routine. Everytime when the school's famous cheer leading team had a practice, Rachel would never miss it. Neither would Nathan. He would always drag Kevin along to give him an excuse of accompanying his friend to watch his sister in action. He sure couldn't use that excuse now. Nevertheless, the secret admirer hoped that she was okay as he resumed walking towards his bike. Apart from the athletes and the cheerleaders, the school was pretty much deserted. Nathan was turning the corner off the main hallway when he heard a girl squeal from the boys? dressing room. A girl shouldn't be in the boy's room, he thought. Then, the scream became louder. Nathan's eyes widened as he immediately recognized that voice. It belonged to Rachel. The thought of her being attacked by one of her many stalkers immediately crossed his mind. The 15 year old teenager dropped his backpack before rushing into the changing room. There were rows of benches and lockers inside but he couldn't see anyone. The following squeal told him that the commotion was probably coming from the shower areas at the back. Nathan hastily made his way to the back, nearly stumbling in the process. As he turned another corner to arrive at the shower area, his heart almost stopped from what he was witnessing. There she was, Rachel Wilson, his goddess or at least that's what his eyes were telling him. She was still in her cheer leading uniform, but her breasts, her perfect C cup breasts were hanging out naked from her pulled-down uniform collar. That was not even the most shocking part of what was Nathan seeing. The most shocking part was witnessing Rachel in all fours while getting fucked doggy-style by Tommy George. That was not all, the usually angel-like blonde had her face buried between Jessica Smith's legs who herself was sitting on the bench and leaning against the wall opposite the showers. The beautiful black chic had her cheerleading outfit crumpled around her waist as she fondled her own naked tits. All three of them were so wrapped up that they didn't notice Nathan's presence. He was absolutely stunned and confused. Most of all, he could even feel his heart broke into a million pieces. He and the whole school knew that Rachel and Tommy was an item. But still, finding the girl of his dream acting like a cheap slut was really too overwhelming for him. The old Rachel that he knew wouldn't conduct herself in such manner. "And what about Jessica? Wasn't she going out with the handsome quarterback, Lamar Williams? What the hell is going on?" the thoughts were starting to hurt his head. His body was shaking. Another squeal from Rachel woke Nathan from his stupor. He realized that the threesome was about to shift their position as he quickly ducked behind the corner locker. The intruder had turned into a voyeaur as he kept peeping at the erotic scene, still couldn't quite believe his eyes. That had to be someone other than Rachel, he thought. How could that be her? Nathan's doubt was immediately squashed when Tommy lifted Rachel's light body while maintaining his dick inside of her. The blissful look on her beautiful face was obvious - it was indeed her. Not until the big guy shifted to lie on his back did Nathan discover that Tommy's dick was inside Rachel's asshole all these time. The young blonde lifted herself to the point where only her lover's cockhead was buried inside her anus before she lowered herself all the way back - taking in all 8 inches of Tommy's meat. A groan escaped her pretty lips as she started bouncing in the 'reverse cowgirl' position on Tommy's cock. Jessica, who was briefly on her own rubbing at her exposed pussy, saw the opening as she stood up from the bench. Some of her girl juices were dripping onto the shower tiles as she went down on her hands and knees, and sneaked up between the legs of Tommy and Rachel. The African- American beauty strategically placed her tongue so that she could alternate between lathering her saliva on Rachel's clit and Tommy's balls. This was looking better than the internet porn he had seen and he had seen quite a lot. The initial pain of witnessing Rachel getting violated had developed into something completely different. Nathan was getting increasingly aroused as indicated by the tightness in his crotch. From the edge of his subconscious, his right hand had moved towards his groin. He started to stroke against his growing member through his pants as he watched the scene unfold before him. Rachel's pink ass must had been feeling sore as she halted her movement before lifting herself off from her boyfriend's throbbing penis. Jessica carried on licking at the basketball point guard's scrotum as Rachel turn around to look at Tommy's slightly disappointed expression. "I was almost there Rach..." he said. "Don't worry big boy... We still have at least an hour before the end of your team's training. Jessica told me she had something new she wanted to try. But first..." Rachel grabbed a towel and wrapped it around Tommy's eyes. "Oohh... You girls are full of surprises..." Tommy smiled even as he was was being blindfolded. Nathan had a feeling something from his wildest fantasy was about to happen. Rachel lowered herself back onto Tommy's shaft but this time, she guided his cock into her soaking wet vagina instead of her reddened anus. What happened next, however, almost knocked Nathan out of his feet. Jessica, who had been kneeling between Tommy's legs, started inserting her fingers into her own pussy. The natural lubrication made it easy for her to probe not one, not two but all five fingers into her impossibly elastic cunt. Soon, all of her right hand was inside as if she was searching for something. Pussy juices were leaking as they traced along the visible wrist and the rest of the forearm. A few seconds later, her eyes lit up as she pulled out something from her womb. Even from his distance, Nathan could tell that it was a penis... a white freaking penis. A pair of equally white balls quickly followed as they popped out of Jessica's vagina. "What the fuck is going on?!" Nathan thought as he gasped with his left hand covering his mouth. "This is a little too sci-fi to be real. This can't be real. This is fucking impossible..." Right then, he felt a tap on his shoulder. It startled him to a point where his soul nearly jumped out of his physical body. When he turned his head to check out who was behind him, Nathan found Ana Yorick grinning at him. It wasn't the usual sweet and pageant-worthy smile which had captivated most of the male population in school. It was a devilish grin. "Nathan right? Do you wanna know what we do to the peeping Toms around here?" Anna asked. Cheating The former Adrian Torres admired the sleeping body of Paige Olsen on the bed of the dormitory room they used to share. Since she was caught riding the old Olivia's boyfriend, they decided it?s for the best that they don't remain as roommates. So, the old Olivia moved out to rent her own apartment which was a couple of blocks from the campus. Paige got the dorm room to herself so that it was convenient for Brandon to visit and they could fuck each others brains out. Paige had long blonde hair which she liked to tie it up into a ponytail. She had a pair of blue eyes which constantly hid behind a pair of glasses, a thin nose and the sweetest smile. Paige was not bad looking in her own right but she had always paled in comparison to Olivia. Her grades though, were better than Olivia's and there were more than a few occasions when Brandon seek her help with his assignment. Maybe that's where it all started. Paige appeared like a sweet innocent girl especially with that glasses and she would argue that she truly loved Brandon. From the real Olivia's memory, Adrian recalled the arguments between Olivia and her ex-roommate. "I wished I didn't have to come to this decision... where I have to choose between my best friend and the love of my life," her words were being played back from Olivia's recollection. She certainly didn't hold back after the so called toughest decision of her life. Clinging on to her new boyfriend and making out in public area as if to declare to the world Brandon was hers and hers only. There were even complaints from the dorm residents about their love-making noises on occasions were getting more and more distracting. The bitch loved to show off more than anything. The former Torres had seen a lot of those in his days as a professional assassin. Most of them... no, actually all of them ended up dead - by his hand. He observed with Olivia's eyes as Paige's chest rose with each peaceful breath. The drugs he had put in her drinks had knocked the blonde out very easily. The new Olivia had managed to lure Paige out for a drink after class, citing that she wanted to flush out all their differences and become friends again. When the drugs started working, 'she' had to carry the 'drunken' friend back to her dorm room. It would have been a piece of cake if 'she' was in Adrian's form but 'she' still managed to drag her slender 120 pounds body back to her room. 'Olivia' looked at her watch to find that it was close to midnight, barely 30 minutes since they had arrived. Robert should be here any minute now. The make believe Olivia had met Robert Strakovsky earlier in the broadcasting class. He was the varsity's sportsman of the year and was a well-known playboy. The rich kid had never seen eye to eye with Brandon due to his regular flirting with the old Olivia in the past. So, it wasn't difficult to request for his presence to help move some of Olivia's old stuff to her new place. The two gentle knocks on the door brought a smug smile onto Olivia's face. 'She' stood from her seat and swayed her hips towards the door to open it slightly. It was indeed Robert on the other side and he was alone. He had the same self assured smirk on his face that he exhibited during the class this morning. Torres had a feeling that the handsome chap wouldn't be showing his smile as much after tonight. "Oh, hi Robert... Thanks for coming," the ex-mafia said in his prettiest Olivia-smile. Releasing the door-latch, the Olivia impersonator opened the door wider to let Robert in. The visitor walked in casually to find Paige sleeping on her bed next to the study desk. "Oh, I didn't expect her to be around... You know... after the break up, I thought she would leave you alone to move your stuffs," Robert said before turning around to look at Olivia. 'She' was making sure the door was locked and latched properly behind her as she continued to smile at the athletic young man. He appeared charming despite the rumours around about him dumping girls who he had knocked up. 'Olivia' could sense the tingles from each part of her body as she was getting excited about her plans tonight. "Please... don't mind Paige. She must have a couple of drinks too much earlier. I had to carry her all the way back from the sports bar," Olivia said. "So, I see you girls have kissed and make up, literally speaking..." Robert said while waking to the other bed to grab himself a seat. "Such a flirt as always... Is there anything else inside your head beside dirty things?" Olivia said as she sauntered towards Paige's bed before settling down on the bedside directly opposite of the visitor. She crossed her legs, almost in slow motion to let Robert have a peek up her denim skirt - an art 'she' had learnt from her 'sister'. "Uh-hmm... So, you need a hand with your stuffs?" this was something which had never happened to him before - Robert was getting nervous in front of a girl. Maybe it was because the girl was Olivia Wilson, someone who he had had a difficult time with in the past. Most of the girls in the varsities were too easy for him, but not Olivia. He could only come up with two reasons then. She was still in a relationship with an average Joe named Brandon. Secondly, Robert believed his reputation had always preceded him. Since the summer break though, he had noticed something different about Olivia. It was amazing what heartbreak could do to a person. "Oh... right... But that can wait," the former Adrian uncrossed 'her' Olivia-legs, allowing Robert another look at the crotch of her green thong before getting up and ambled towards a small fridge by the attached bathroom. 'She' fetched a bottle of red wine which was a gift from the original Mrs. Pearson all the way from Dallas before her life was taken over by that creepy black dude. They didn't have the fancy wine glass in the room, so she poured the expensive wine into two mugs. What Robert didn't notice was the swift movement of 'Olivia' adding two drops of powerful sedatives into one of the mugs. "Whoa... this is one good bottle of wine!" Robert came from behind before checking the make of the bottle, startling 'Olivia' a little. 'She' managed to keep her calm with the nerve of an assassin. "It's a gift from a family friend. Here... savor thy fine liquor," Olivia said as she handed over the drugged wine to the unsuspecting guest. "Salud!" Robert gave the lovely host a toast before downing the whole mug. Olivia just took a sip before witnessing the big guy tumbled back onto the bed right beside the unmoving Paige. "How convenient..." Olivia said to herself as she enjoyed another mouthful of the expensive wine before going to work. Everything was going according to plan as she stripped Robert off his clothes. Then she turned her attention towards the 'The Bitch'. Olivia took Paige's glasses off before unbuttoning her checkered red blouse to reveal her beige-colored bra. She then unclasped the lingerie before tossing it aside. The blonde's size B breasts and their pink nipples laid bare. Her skin-tight blue jeans were the next to go as she yanked it off along with her heeled sandals. The Torres part of 'her' was getting aroused by the view of Paige in nothing but a lacy beige panties. 'Olivia' arranged the two sleeping bodies as if they were having a good time in each others company before snaping a few shots with her iPhone. 'She' could feel the wetness of her panty-crotch as the excitement grew. It was gradually getting too hot as Olivia had to take off her clothes. Putting down her smartphone, 'she' rolled down Paige's panties before taking more pictures of the 'cheating' couple completely naked in bed. Paige stirred slightly as Olivia lifted the blonde's knees to almost touching her erect nipples so that she could bury her face between the blonde's legs. The slurping and sucking sounds were the only melody occupying the ambience of the room. With the extend which she was drugged, 'Olivia' would not expect Paige to wake up until sunrise even with such stimulation. Olivia's tongue probed and flicked at her former roommate's clit as she had her own hand moving down south to rub herself. Encouraged and amazed with the amount of pussy juice produced by Paige even in the unconscious state, Olivia was curious to find out whether an erection or even an ejaculation would be possible in the same condition. 'She' let go of Paige's legs before shifting 'her' attention to Robert's flaccid penis. It appeared to be about 5 inches long while being limp as it rested on his tummy. 'Olivia' wrapped her delicate fingers around it as she gently stroked the cock back to life. 'She' could see the veins started filling up, a reminder of 'her' former self's impressive member. By dropping copious spit onto Robert's cock, Olivia continued to pump it until it was fully erect. At more than 8 inches, Olivia was in awe not only at the length but its girth as well. 'Her' admiration turned into an indulgence as she wrapped her luscious lips around Robert's giant and tried to swallow as much as she could. After a few attempts and gags, 'she' could feel her pointy nose tickled by his pubic hair. It was still an inch or two short of the full length but that was as far as she could go without ruining the experience. Eventually, Olivia started bobbing her head up and down on Robert's cock while tickling his sacs with her dainty fingers. It didn't take long before she started sensing the contraction of his scrotum before she quickly withdrew her mouth and carried on pumping the dick at Paige's direction. A few more strokes later, loads after loads of Robert's cum landed on Paige?s midriff and tits. Noticing that Robert's woody was still going strong despite the bulging redness around its head, the false Olivia lifted herself onto the bed and lowered her snatch onto the enormous pecker. 'She' felt her vaginal wall getting stretched by the intrusion as she gradually took all of the monster cock. The familiar sensation of warmth and fullness rapidly spread out from her clit to the rest of her slender body as she began to grind and ride like a rodeo. She couldn't contain her moans and grunts as she groped at her own tits while bouncing up and down Robert's unconscious body. The springs of the mattress and the structure of the wooden bed was severely tested before Olivia felt the rush of orgasm and the warmth of Robert's seeds in her womb almost simultaneously. After a few minutes of rest, Olivia got herself dressed before taking a few more photos of the couple with cum all over their body. With the ease and availability of social media nowadays, it was amazing how a few photos upload could destroy a relationship. With a press of the 'Upload' button, Paige Olsen's life was going to be hell. Somehow, this actually felt more satisfying than putting a bullet into a person?s head. Workplace exposure ?Open-minded? and ?Confidentiality of residence happenings? were some of the terms and condition when the six new maids accepted the job. ?Willingness to participate in family activities regardless of the kind? was the most curious criteria of them all. When some of the applicants boldly asked about something like ?taking bath with the employers? or ?even sleeping with their employer?, Mr. Wilson could only answer ?anything is possible.? The offered salary of 60,000 dollars per year not including incentives had attracted nearly 600 hopefuls all over the country. But only a handful left when the requirements were explained to them. Those who remained were all singles, young and equipped with an outgoing personalities. During the final stages of the filtering process, Mr. Wilson enquired about their sexuality and only six of the most attractive applicants admitted to be bisexual. For the Honduras twins, their sexuality and open-mindedness were truly tested on their first day into the job. Twenty one year old Dina and Utila couldn?t believe their luck when they were being accepted into a job with such lucrative pay barely a week of getting their working visa. Due to the poverty and their need to support their family back home, the sisters were prepared to do anything. With the lack of education and communication skill they could only utilized their very basic command of English and their good looks to help them put food on their family?s overcrowded table. If they were required to take off their clothes, they would do it. It all appeared as if they were doing so by force purely to raise money; except that it wasn?t. What many didn?t know was the fact that the sisters had always been amorous beings ever since puberty. By the time they had sex, usually threesome seeing their numerical advantage, with most of the male populations of their small town and 5 miscarriages between them, their ailing father had seen enough and decided to send them away. If he couldn?t stop them from fucking every man back home, he rather had them to do it away from home where the shame on the family would be hidden. Thinking back, the twins were fortunate enough not to be infected with any serious STDs during their escapades. They may be slightly nymphomaniac, but the sisters were not stupid. After their last abortion at the age of 15, they decided to be careful and brought ample amount of condoms wherever they would go. Their cautious way paid off when they passed their medical examination with flying colors before being accepted at the Wilsons. Their foresight when it came to protective sex was a slight annoyance for the fake Oliver. For more than a month since taking over the lives of the wealthy family, he had been fucking bareback to his heart content. When Dina retrieved a pack of Durex Performex for him, he tried to reject it at first. ?Honey, you can?t be forceful when it comes to this. You don?t want our employees to be uncomfortable, do you?? Mrs. Wilson said as she took a break from her passionate French kiss with Utila. ?Contract never say no condom,? Dina reminded. "Well, she got a point there..." the former mafia boss said in Katherine's sultry voice. She couldn't contain her giggle after seeing her 'husband' reluctantly snatched the condom from Dina's hand and tear its packaging to release it for usage. Dina compensated her employer's disappointment by stroking his stiff cock before offering to put on the rubber with her mouth. 'Oliver' face lightened up a little as he admired the beauty of the twin sisters. The identical siblings had big brown eyes, small nose and juicy plump lips complimented by high cheekbones and baby smooth Mediterranean skin. The only way to tell the difference between them was their hair style where Dina had long straight black hair which had grown past her shoulders reaching the middle of her back. Utila on the other hand had shorter hair barely reaching her shoulder as they were fashioned nicely into a simple Bob. Their similarities returned in terms of body measurements as both having a 34-24-36 figure line at 5'4" and a pair of B cup perky mammaries. While 'Katherine' resumed making out with Utila as they were ripping each others clothes off, the phony Oliver enjoyed the view of Dina's panty-clad ass as she bent her hips to equip the rubber in her mouth onto her employer's raging hard prick. The nubile lady had done this countless of times before as she expertly hold the unrolled condom with her mouth. The tip was facing in while the edges were held in her lips. This had made the ring positioned right in front of her teeth. While carefully holding the condom, Dina made an O shape with her mouth. To prevent air entrapment, she pushed the tip using her tongue adjacent to the top of her mouth. Then she placed her hands around the base of Mr. Wilson's penis to ensure that it was sturdy. With her mouth, Dina put the condom at the tip of her employer's penis before using her tongue to carefully squeeze the tip opposite to the head of his penis. She gently pushed the condom above the head by using her lips and allowed it to roll down the shaft. To further remove the air bubbles out of it, Dina slowly moved her lips in an upward-downward position. "Ooohh, you're really good at this..." Oliver said, bringing a naughty grin from the maid as she completed her task with ease. However, her mission was far from over as she wrapped her lips around the protected manhood and started flicking its head with her tongue within her oral cavity. It didn't take long for the young lady to start bobbing her head up and down the whole 7 inches. The former Dr. Smith laid back onto the opulent bed's headboard as he basked in the sensation of a mind-blowing fellatio. He almost forgot that he was wearing a condom. The girl had more than earned her money by having this extraordinary ability with her mouth. There were occasional breaks where Dina tested her gag reflex by deep-throating Mr. Wilson's cock. When she did gagged, generous amount of saliva leaked from her mouth as she resumed pumping the cock with it as lubrication. On the other end of the lavish bedroom, Katherine was totally naked as she rested her back on the sofa while spreading her legs wide to allow Utila full access to her drenched cunt. The well-preserved 42 year old was fondling her own breasts while kneading at her own fully erect nipples as she enjoyed the stimulation from Utila's tongue on her clit. The former Rocky just couldn't get enough of the wonders of womanhood provided by Katherine Wilson's body. While men got their share of joy solely from their cock, for a woman, every inch of her body was the source of sexual ecstacy. It was almost like Katherine's slender body as a whole was one super-sized penis. Every part of her feminine existence was a trigger to heavenly sensations. It had been so much more than Rocky expected when he secretly wondered what it would be like to be a gorgeous woman during his days in the mafia. Utila's suction on her clit reminded the false Katherine that the most sensitive part of her physique was still between her legs. The young foreign maid exhibited her oral skills as well as her sister. 'Katherine' later learnt that the twins had plenty of practice with each other when they were alone. A gasp escaped from Mrs. Wilson's mouth as Utila inserted a finger into the blonde's vagina. Her tongue continued to bath her wealthy employer's cunt with saliva as she gradually increased the intensity and the number of fingers inside the tight pussy. Not long after, Katherine was overwhelmed the inevitable as her muscles tensed up in anticipation of an explosive orgasm. "Oh, fuuuccckkkkk...!! I'm... fuuccckkkiiinnng... cuummiinnngggg...!!!" Katherine screamed as her ejaculates sprayed all over Utila's face and tits. Mr. Wilson watched his wife climaxed with a smug on his face as he pounded Dina in from behind. It wasn't as good as unprotected sex but the recently employed housekeeper somehow knew how to clench on his penis with her already tight vagina, hence inciting the extra pleasures which he had never felt before. She had the ability to control every single muscle of her vaginal wall as she contract and relax whenever desired. "Roc... I mean, honey... this girl can... control... her cunt... extremely well..." Oliver said trying to share his discovery with his 'wife'. For that, the former Rocky hated the 'husband' because he couldn't really experience that in Katherine's live-skin. There was no way he was going to let the housekeepers see his true form even with the 'confidentiality' clause in their contract. They couldn't afford such a huge risk. So, the make-believe housewife resort to the next best thing as 'she' got up from the couch and swayed her hips sexily to an elegant dresser inside her large walk-in closet. After a quick rummaging through the content of the bottom drawer, 'Katherine' retrieved the 7-inch strap on which had made the journey into FBI Agent Jones's ass not too long ago. The lovely blonde sauntered out of her closet, putting on the sex toy along the way. Utila managed a smirk when she saw what Mrs. Wilson was up to. It was not something new to the twins either as she and Dina had played with bigger and lengthier ones back home. Without the need to be told, Utila got onto the sofa, leaning back with her bottom by the edge of the furniture and her well-toned legs lifted before being spread apart. The young lady's pussy was already wet enough as Katherine positioned herself between her thighs and slid her artificial cock into the maid's tight snatch rather easily. Mrs. Wilson planted her feminine hands firmly on the back of Utila's knees as she gently pushed them towards the 21-year-old's tits before she began pummeling at her pussy. The master bedroom was soon dominated by groans and moans of pure pleasure as noises of body slapping against each other were getting louder. As minutes passed, Oliver's sacs tightened as much as the bulks of muscles on his body before his thrusting movements became more and more erratic. A couple more thrusts later, Mr. Wilson ejaculated into the condom inside of Dina as she too followed shortly with her own orgasm. Both of them collapsed on top of each other on the bed only to be awakened seconds later by the squeals from the sofa. The unique talent of applying rhythmic contraction with her vagina around her strap-on created rhythmic pressure and friction on Katherine's clit behind the sex toy. As a result, the blonde experienced her second climax of the evening before sending Utila to her first orgasm in the Wilson residence. There would be many more to come, the former Rocky thought as he let the maid's long legs fell on either side of his Katherine-body before bending forward to kiss the exotic girl on the lips. The post climatic slumber lasted a few more minutes before the twins duly gathered themselves and dressed in their maid uniforms. They headed quietly out of the room to reassume their role as housekeepers. Katherine dragged her slender body to join her husband on the bed as they continue with their nap until dinner was ready. Without the kids around, the couple was already thinking about which of the other new arrivals would be sharing their bed tonight. The next morning "Thanks for helping out with the fundraiser, Ms. Kim," Katherine said, sitting across from her rather attractive guest. "Oh, I was just glad that I could lend a hand. I didn't do much, really..." Karen Kim sat elegantly with her legs crossed in a blue square-neck above-knee dress. Ashley was playing with her favorite doll beside her mom. The suburb's latest additions decided to pay the Wilsons a visit seeing that they had pretty much introduced themselves to most of the other residents in the neighborhood. The highly sociable Karen made it her mission to at least convey her condolences to the family who had recently lost a son. "I'm awfully sorry about your lost, Mrs. Wilson..." Karen said. "Pardon me...?" the phony Katherine almost forgot about Kevin's passing, "Oh ...right, Kevin. He was a good boy..." Rocky said as he utilized Katherine's memory of her son to exhibit despair on his Katherine-face. The CIA agent inside of Karen immediately recognized the delayed respond especially from a mother who had recently lost a child. Agent Parker was told that the boy took his own life - imploded due to the bullying he received at school. This was certainly not something any parent would forget for the rest of their life. An average detective might missed that unusual body language and expression from Mrs. Wilson, but not Parker. "...and we had set up a campaign to stop bullying in schools across the state." the lovely blonde added. "That's a very noble but important thing to do, Mrs. Wilson," Karen complimented. "Katherine, please," "Only if you would address me as Karen," the undercover agent said. "Okay... Thanks Karen. With the kids at school and my husband at work, I really appreciated the company. And the chocolate cupcakes were delicious too! I've heard all the buzz around about your baking talent and my god... they're absolutely right." "Oh Katherine... I'm glad that you like it," the counterfeit Karen said, sensing the host's attempt to change the subject. "I can't say exactly I know how you feel, but I've lost my husband earlier this year. So, I've been through a tough period too. Ashley had helped me dragged myself through these difficult times," Karen said as tears began to form by the edge of her eyes. As she was fishing for a napkin from her handbag, Katherine got up from the living hall sofa and ambled across to sit by the other side of Karen, comforting her. Inside of the Ashley-disguise, Agent Gibbs saw this as an opportunity. "Mommy, I need to go to the bathroom," Gibbs said in his innocent Ashley voice. After ordering one of her housekeepers to bring the 6-year-old to the nearest washroom, Katherine continued to share her thoughts with Karen. "Way to go, Parker!" Gibbs thought. His small Ashley-hand was holding on to the smooth hand of a gorgeous maid with an apparent Hispanic trait as they headed to the back of the enormous building. The veteran spy thought that she was too young and too beautiful to be an ordinary housekeeper as he deliberately slowed down his Ashley-steps to check out the maid's perky ass. Her uniform, though not overly revealing, did show a lot of her sexy curves. Gibbs could feel the discomfort of his stiffening manhood straining to be free from restriction underneath Ashley?s crotch. "Hold it there buddy... Hold it... We're alm