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Building Tension

by gothamalleyviper
Storyline Master PC, Version 3.0!
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Scooby’s ears perked up at the muffled screams from inside the sound proofed Mystery Machine.

“Like we know Scooby,” Shaggy smiled petting him.

“Daphne can be a real screamer when she gets eaten out,” Velma noted.

“I’m amazed she never got caught when you three skipped gym,” Shaggy chuckle.

“The boiler room has some real good sound proofing,” Velma smiled.

“So how many are watching us?” Shaggy asked.

“Five, two on the roof, one at the shop, one at the lifeguard hut and one at the town hall,” Velma ticked off quietly.

“Think we should…” Shaggy started.

Velma cut him off with a deep long kiss. The pair came together.  But as they did, Shaggy could feel Velma’s hand sign a message into his back.

{They are recording us and have parabolic microphones}

Shaggy signed back {Take this to the Mystery Machine or a tent?}

*

“You make a great dyke,” Daphne played with Freddy’s hair, “You really should let me give you a full make over.”

“Mistress I like being like this,” Freddy purred, “Besides, It’s not like anyone doesn’t know I am lesbian.”

Freddy’s boots, jeans, and shirt were on the floor of the van leaving her in her orange choker and orange sports underwear. 

“Doesn’t this latex make me sexy?” Daphne asked.

“Yes it does mistress,” Freddy licked her lips again.

“It makes me feel sexy,” Daphne smiled, “Imagine how much it will make you feel sexy and how much more slutty you will feel on your hands and knees for me in latex.”

“Hmmm,” Freddy moaned, “Yes mistress.”

“Don’t worry I have ideas about gear for more hard core mysteries coming up,” Daphne played with her laptop some more, “Once night fully falls they will be inclined to try and black bag us so we need to be ready. Get dressed.”

*

“Two are fucking in the van and two are fucking in a tent,” the call came over the radio, “Should we arrest them?”

“Wait until the we have full cover,” the commander retorted over the radio, “There are still people out in the city center.  After they go to bed we will make sure the kids leave town.”

“Leave town, he, he,” the junior man on the roof watching chuckled.

“If anything, that dog is going to be trouble.  You can tell he is a police dog.”


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