Paradise by the full moon's light

Before she knew it, Mina found herself embraced by the naked limbs of her best friend Lucy Westenra -- both set of limbs, that is, both arms and legs. She asked the maid Tara to help her escape from Lucy's grip -- but Tara just stood there in a state of shock.

Then Mina asked Tara to go fetch someone. But then Lucy started kissing Mina on the cheek.

And on the mouth.

And finally on the throat.

And suddenly Mina found herself not wanting Tara to do anything. She just wanted to lie back in the moonlight while Lucy proceeded to kiss her in a spot that even Jane dared not touch. Lie back and gaze upon Lucy's ivory shoulders and snow-white neck, a neck marred only by a slight bite mark -- no, wait, two bite marks. Too big to be caused by a mosquito; too high up on Lucy's body to be caused by a snake.

What could have caused that? Mina wondered.

Then Tara hit Lucy on the head with a couch cushion and yanked her away from Mina's throat just as things were getting interesting.

Mina hoped to get some kind of explanation for this behavior but instead Tara just kept hitting Lucy with a couch cushion and shouting, "Bad Mistress! Bad Mistress!"

Lucy just stood back and smiled. "You don't want to do this, Tara."

"No, I don't, Mistress Westenra," said Tara. "But I can't let you do what you were trying to do just now. You're not yourself."

"Oh, I'm more myself than you know," said Lucy. "Now put down the couch cushion, Tara."

"No, Mistress!" said Tara.

"I said put it down," said Lucy in a tone that made even Mina want to jump up and start tugging on her forelock.

And sure enough, Tara dropped the couch cushion.

Lucy smiled again and said, "Now take off your nightgown."

"No, Mistress," said Tara.

"Oh, don't be shy," said Lucy. "You've done it for me before. Now take it off."

And to Mina's surprise, Tara unfastened her nightgown and let it fall until it was just a silken pool of white around her feet.

"Now take off the rest of your clothes," said Lucy.

And as Lucy watched in silence, Tara started taking off her underwear bit by bit until she was at last as totally naked as Lucy.

Then the two of them turned toward Mina.

"Surely you can guess what you need to do next if you wish to stay," said Lucy.

"Er, I prefer not to," said Mina.

"That's not the impression I got ten minutes ago," said Lucy. "Oh, well. If that's the way you wish to play it..."

Lucy then turned to Tara and pointed to Mina.

"Strip the wench," Lucy said to Tara. "Thoroughly."