Up the stairs

“It seems quite silly to put on uniforms when we haven’t even opened up shop,” said Stephanie. She wasn’t too appreciative of all the mystery. Costumes, wax sculptures, and inherited rocks weren’t her idea of ‘life-changes’.

Heidi bounding ahead of them. Charles caught sight of her perfect round ass bouncing up the stairs and Stephanie edged him in the ribs. “Watch what you’re watching,” she said with a slight grin. “I’m the one you pledged yourself to, remember.”

Charles didn’t object. He just took her arm in his and climbed the stairs after the girl.

By the time they had reached the top, Heidi had already darted into three of the rooms.

“That first one on your right is Shakespearean characters, this one is based on military leaders, and this third one here is famous horror figures. The brides of Dracula are particularly detailed,” she giggled. “I’m going up to the third floor. This is pretty neat!”

“Neat,” Stephanie mocked and shared a small laugh with her husband. “Let’s go in here,” she said, entering the Shakespeare room.