one more thing

Thomas remembered another item in his bag of tricks, a bottle of quick drying super-adhesive glue. He ran a bead around the inside of the waistband of Kylie's bikini bottoms. "Have fun getting them off when you have to blow your ass!" He thought. He then did the same thing to Kourtnie's bikini bottoms and then to the bra cups of her bikini top.

He hid and restart time.

A few moments went by then Kourtney began to shift nervously. "Oh my god!" she said as she started to rub her nipples.

"What is it?" asked Kylie before taking a long sip of her drink.

"My...oh my god! My nipples, my butthole, and my...my..." she lowered her voice, "pussy are on fire!" She started rubbing herself more.

"Oh my god, what weird disease did you come down with?" asked Kim, looking over at her now sweating sister.

"Fuck you!" said Kourtney. "Oh god, I can't stand it!" she looked around for the nearest bathroom. She saw it in a cabana about sixty yards away. She got up and ran off.

"Wow, I think you're right about the disease," Said Kylie taking another sip.

Kim just closed her eyes and tried to get a quick nap.