I See London, I See France, I See Someone's Underpants

Eva managed to get her upper body up onto the lift platform but her legs and rear end were still dangling over the edge.

Suddenly, she felt Megan’s hand working its way up to the ripped fabric of her business slacks and exposed dainties. Megan found the waist band of her panties and tried to yank them off. They didn't tear off but she was able to pull them down below her ripe buns and unveil a lot of her snatch. Not shaved, but nicely trimmed. The crowd howled with delight. Eva tried to pinch her cheeks together for protection.

Now she felt her sister’s hand begin tugging at her pant leg. “Hey!!” “gaahhh” “Stop it Megan! My pants are coming off!”

First, the back zipper began to fail. Then, a small tearing sound. Riip. Then another. And then again. In slow motion her slacks began to separate in the front and back at the waist and from the other pant leg. RRIIIP. More of her thigh came into view along with the upper portion of a black, lace trimmed stay-up stocking. Megan was closing in for the kill.

“Mom! Help!” she whined. “Megan is trying to tear my clothes off!!” “AAHHH!” she squealed.

The crowd went wild and jeered: “Yeah! Do it!” “Pull her pants off!!” “Those silly panties too!!” “Rip the clothes off that sultry wench!!”

“Megan! Leave your sister alone!!” Michelle uttered through clenched teeth.

SSHRRIIIP!

“AAAHHH!!! MY PANTS!!” Wailed Eva.

It wasn't so much that Megan ripped off half of Eva’s pants, but rather, that she held on tight and Eva swung out of them in a **** attempt to reach safe haven at the top of the scissors lift. Upon reaching the top of the platform, the first thing Eva did was to lean over the side and stick her tongue out at Megan like some petulant little teenager.

“PBBBT!! Ha, ha. Can’t get me”

But in doing so, she showed her faithful followers below more than just a smidgen of nip slip as her nice sized cha-chas spilled out of her ripped blouse and half-cup bra.

“Whoops.”

She quickly withdrew back away from the platform edge, hitting something on the control panel causing the lift to lurch up a couple of feet more then back down a bit.

“Whoa!”

A frustrated Megan now started to step back down to the floor.

“Gotta find another way. Enough of giving these people a free ‘looky-look’ at my bare ass.” she reasoned.

On the way down she flung the black fabric of Eva’s pant leg to the side, hitting her mother squarely in the face.

“MMPPPHH. PLEH!”

She threw the rag to the floor and strode over to the lift and her half naked daughters. Time for mother to take control of things.