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Part 2 The door opened to the living room. It too seemed to have been devastated by a storm, so many various objects were strewn on the ground, books, various fabrics. This enraged Laurence, but this rage was short-lived. Indeed, a few seconds later, a silhouette appeared at the other end of the living room!! Thief ! Or rather THE thief, because Laurence had to face the facts: the curves that puffed out the top of the intruder's black hotel rat costume, as well as her slender legs, left no doubt as to the sex of the catburglar… "So ? The mummy has decided to move? I was starting to get impatient!” said the thief in a confident, mocking voice. “Mmmmnnrffff!! moaned Laurence into her tight gag, her eyes wide open like saucers. She began to hop away from the girl, but the latter quickly advanced towards her. "I'll take you back to where I left you, little pesky..." she said, grabbing her victim by the shoulder and lifted her a little to guide her back to the bedroom. GGrrrrr thought