Taking Carol

Chapter XII

Chapter XII An Evening at Karen's

By the time Karen pulled into her garage it was 9:30 p.m. Since their little
necking session on the side of the highway, Megan's attitude had changed. She
seemed excited, like a schoolgirl on her birthday. Karen kept a hand on the
girl's knee for most of the last twenty miles, occasionally allowing it to stray
up along her inner thigh.

Megan noticed her s****r's car was still in the driveway next door as they
pulled in. She was nervous that she would be seen with Karen. She felt
inordinately guilty for some reason. She was an adult and could decide for
herself what she wanted to do and when. She didn't need to get permission from
anybody for anything anymore. If Karen wanted to let her hang out for a while
at her house...well then...who cared? Besides, Megan had been hoping to meet
someone in Florida. It had been the main reason for the trip. She had known
she couldn't get lucky staying with her s****r. She also knew she couldn't stay
with her s****r for more than a few days before they'd have an argument and she
would have to leave. Megan needed to find a way to start a life for herself,
and had no clue as to how to go about doing it. Her plan had been only to try
to meet an older woman who would...take her...under...her...wing. Duh. She had
spent much of the previous evening drinkng up what little money she had in the
hope of meeting a nice girl, or woman. The night had ended in frustration...but
now...this...Karen...had taken an interest in her. She hadn't ever, in her
life, felt so horny. It was exactly how she hope it would be...so far. If she
thought she was a lesbian before. Well, she knew it now. She knew it from the
second Karen's tongue had slipped between her lips. She hadn't ever been
wetter. Her nipples had never been so hard. But, she was nervous. It felt
like being on your first date, she thought. She wasn't sure how to act or what
to do. She only knew that she wanted whatever happened.

Karen shut the car off and climbed out, so Megan got out, too. She followed the
woman through the door into the house as the garage door closed on the fading
light of a day that had taken a turn for the better. The house was beautiful,
like out of a magazine. She looked around in wonder. "Wow", she said, then
felt embarrassed. She might as well have admitted out loud that she was nothing
more than a street urchin.

"Like it?", Karen asked, smiling.

Megan nodded, wide-eyed.

"Why don't you go on out to the pool. I'll get us a couple of drinks. Rum and
coke?"

Megan was really thirsty. She was u******e back home. It was cool that Karen
would make her a drink. "Sure.Okay.", Megan answered as she strolled lightly
down the center hall toward the back. The house was awesome. She was going to
love it here. Every room was perfect. She made her way to the back yard and
found a pair of cushioned lounge chairs next to the pool. She stretched, then
sat down, kicking her shoes off.

Karen mixed the drinks in extra large glasses to ensure Megan got more than
enough alcohol along with the crushed Rohypnol she had sprinkled in one of them.
She took that one out to Megan, smiling pleasantly. "I need to check my
messages and freshen up a bit." She leaned down, kissing Megan gently. "Be
okay til I get back?"

"Mmmmyesss.", Megan cooed.
The d**g would begin to have an effect in about thirty minutes, so Karen took
her time unloading the Jag, using the bathroom, and sipping on her own rum and
coke. She would need to get over to secure the slut for the night. Leaving her
plugged and bound to the table for too long might loosen those holes more than
they needed to be. She needed to get accustomed to sl**ping in the cage, too.
Karen hadn't completely planned out what fun she would be having tomorrow, but
there was plenty of time for that. For now, she had two s****rs under her
control and neither knew about the other. What kind of mischief could Karen get
herself into? She smiled, feeling her nipples tingle at the possibilities.