...and proceeded to roll right out the door and down the front steps.

Hands slapped and mouths bit. The rolling mass made it hard to tell where one woman ended and the other began. They rolled down the isle, fighting tooth and nail and proceeded to roll right out the door and down the front steps.

Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump, Whack!

A pile of Sharons laid sprawled at the bottom of the church steps. Sharon one and Sharon two layed with their legs scissoring each other and flat on their backs, there crotches smashed together. Sharon three and Sharon four were lying on top of them, also scissoring each other, but face down. Sharon one's and Sharon four's breasts were smashed against each other, as were Sharon two's and Sharon three's. Although there white dresses were tattered, torn and dirty, their nylons were still in tact. They were all out cold.