Paul walked into the dining room, there was chine hutch's from the floor to the ceiling. Inside was crystal glasses of all type's. Other's held Francisca Ware; the kind with the ivy on them. There was huge bowls and platters. Silver trays. "Entertain a lot?" she asked. "Yeah some times," he said.
The dining room table was a red wood, it could sit twenty people! There was a Lacey runner down the middle with a vase of roses. Off to the right was the living room. It was sunken down three steps. On three sides was a blue sectional. Then a huge flat screen HDTV. He had surround sound. "I don't like bragging but that's a 3D screen." I bet that's nice she replied. "You have no idea." he said.
He started up some stairs, when she spotted a paddle lock on the door under the stairs. "What's that?" She asked. "Ah nothing really just a place to store my tools and such." "Okay," she said.
Feeling a bit anxious, she inquired about the tea. "Oh yes the tea!" He had forgotten. And looked embarrassed.
They returned to the kitchen and he pulled the tea balls out. "Sugar?" She shook her head no. They sat down at a small corner table. He took a large drink. She sipped her's. Not to long he had this odd look on his face.
"What's wrong, can't move?" She sneered. "I switched the powder while you were freshening up."
She stood up and pulled him to the floor. Thump his head hit it hard. She reached into his pockets and took out the remaining powder, and his keys. She opened his mouth and gave him just a bit more. "I don't want you to wake up while I snoop." She told him.
"Now lets see what you have hidden under those stairs," she murmurer as she walked off.
The dining room table was a red wood, it could sit twenty people! There was a Lacey runner down the middle with a vase of roses. Off to the right was the living room. It was sunken down three steps. On three sides was a blue sectional. Then a huge flat screen HDTV. He had surround sound. "I don't like bragging but that's a 3D screen." I bet that's nice she replied. "You have no idea." he said.
He started up some stairs, when she spotted a paddle lock on the door under the stairs. "What's that?" She asked. "Ah nothing really just a place to store my tools and such." "Okay," she said.
Feeling a bit anxious, she inquired about the tea. "Oh yes the tea!" He had forgotten. And looked embarrassed.
They returned to the kitchen and he pulled the tea balls out. "Sugar?" She shook her head no. They sat down at a small corner table. He took a large drink. She sipped her's. Not to long he had this odd look on his face.
"What's wrong, can't move?" She sneered. "I switched the powder while you were freshening up."
She stood up and pulled him to the floor. Thump his head hit it hard. She reached into his pockets and took out the remaining powder, and his keys. She opened his mouth and gave him just a bit more. "I don't want you to wake up while I snoop." She told him.
"Now lets see what you have hidden under those stairs," she murmurer as she walked off.
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