A security guard stops them. “Are you sure?”
Franziska replies with conviction, “Absolutely sure.”
Johanna grins mischievously. “Take it easy, it’s still early evening, we’ve got plenty of time,” Franziska reassures her. They knew exactly which crate to open. Why didn’t you say who did it? “There’s not as much to grab on me as there is on you.”
“Oh, stop it, your breasts are beautiful. ==== Chapter Three: Nachtsplitter ====
== Franziska’s Secret Desires ==
And here I am, stuck among the bushes in the cold rain, not allowed inside the house, Johanna thinks to herself, just great. She slips the straps of her dress off her shoulders and flashes her breasts at the guard. It’s not like I tied myself up in a display case for all to see. Yes, more!”
When her stream finally stops, she commands, “Lick! Perfectly straight, with every hair meticulously removed. They grill Johanna about her evenings with the boys, and Marie has to recount in detail what she was made to do with the boys, blushing furiously throughout. “Oh yes! Johanna keeps urinating. As she does this, she chats, “Did you know we had to move because a student set fire to part of the school, the workshop?
