Who's On The Phone ?

Julie listened to the one sided conversation she could hear that Agatha was having on the phone. She was standing in her living room and as usual these days she felt ridiculous, clothed as she was in only a training bra and a child's tiny unicorn knickers. She had no makeup and her hair had been styled by the twins in bunches that made her look 12 at best, instead of the 24 that she was.

Who was it on the other end of the phone ? All Julie could overhear was some of what Agatha was saying but from the tone of the conversation and from the big grin Agnes was also displaying, she knew that whoever it was and whatever was being discussed, it would be nothing good for her.

"Of course....No, the more the merrier, we meant it when we invited you....Yes, she's due another punishment. She just can't stop being naughty....Nakie spankie, absolutely....yes, potty time always comes first....In the living room, yes....Well, she sure don't look like she'd win no pageant these days, cheating or not !....Six thirty after work ? Fine. We'll get her to serve you dinner too....Bye for now."

"Who was that ?" Julie asked desperately. There were some clues and she had some idea but surely it couldn't be ? "That's for us to know and for you to find out" laughed Agatha. "But just to let you know, we're having guests for dinner. So you'd better get going and rustle something up" the evil twin pronounced. "We could get Deliveroo ? She can still plate it up and act as waitress ?" Agnes suggested. Agatha chuckled. "Yeah, it'd give the delivery driver a laugh too when she opens the door !"

"Please, can't I have something else to wear ? People can't see me like this" Julie wailed. "Thought you'd be getting used to it by now. Don't argue or we'll take away what you are wearing and you can answer the door in the nuddy" Agnes threatened. Julie bit her tongue.