"Remember old Carolyn, Tim? Remember how it was fucking her?"

"Yeah, sure," Tim replied. "But I'll bet Miss Appleton's even better!"

"Yeah, Alice has class… old Carolyn was a nowhere chick!"

"Too bad we had to get rid of her, but it was really for Dad's sake as well as ours!" Tim mused.

There was still no sight of Alice through the keyhole, but both boys had begun to massage their lustfully aching young penises in an attempt to soothe their emotions. Just thinking of how they had tricked their former stepmother, by putting some of their more primitive formula into her toothpaste was making them even more excited than before.

"Yeah, Dad didn't like her trying to get us to fuck her, did he?" Bennie said softly. Up and down his hand rubbed harder and harder as he leaned against the door to steady himself as the rising tide of desire took hold.

"If only he knew that we'd already fucked her… but good!"

"Hah!"

"HEY!" Tim suddenly cried. "I see her… cripes… she's stark naked… what a pair of tits… what a…!"

"Lemme see… lemme see too…" Bennie crowded against his brother, but was prevented from seeing anything by a deep voice that suddenly spoke behind them.

"Who's there?" Heavy footsteps approached, and the boys were soon standing and trying to look as innocent as possible under the circumstances when Mr. Boyse appeared out of the dimness.

"Uh… good afternoon Mr. Boyse," the boys gulped.

"Why, what are you boys doing here?" Ed Boyse asked. "Don't you know you aren't allowed in this section?"

"Why, yes," Tim began. "We… uh."

"Miss Appleton wasn't feeling very well, so we helped her to get back here," Bennie added.

"Not feeling well?" Ed Boyse thought about how fine Alice had looked when he'd seen her earlier in the day. He'd thought he'd stop by to borrow a book, just so that he could get to see her again, in fact, and perhaps talk to her a little, break down some of that frigid reserve of hers.