Misty struggled futilely (and excitingly, Jim thought) under their grasp. "Jim," said Sharon, "you must be thinking the same thing I am. Even though Misty seems like an oversexed adult, she's still a kid inside. We can't let this ruin her life. Let's put her in her room until we can figure out what to do". Actually, Jim was just thinking that if the g-string had made Misty into such a babe, what could the clothes do for Sharon? He gamely swallowed such thoughts and helped Sharon shove Misty into her room. "Watch the door," Sharon commanded, "while I go call for help." "Who are you calling for help with this?" Jim wondered, but Misty's breathy voice filtered through the door: "Jimmy, I'm real thirsty. Couldn't you bring me a glass of water? I promise I'll be good." Jim carefully went to the bathroom, where he saw Sharon's brother dozing off his recent mishap on the floor. Jim then:
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