"Deanie," she typed, 
"I've got LC...do you have that tutu ready?" 
 
<weg> Buahahahahahahaha 
Valerie 
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OPERATION NUNKIES LIBERATION
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Renee  April 5, 2000 
  
  
Renee met Deb, Andrea, and Christy in the hidden chamber off the great hall.
Accessible only by moving a strategic part of the suit of armour- the 
codpeice, (naturally) the war room was the perfect site for strategizing.
The assembled ladies were all decked out in black clothes from the top of
their berets, to the tips of their combat boots. 
  
"All right, ladies," Renee said, while scratching her brow, (Egad, this face
black is itchy, she thought to herself) I have Deanie neutralized." At the
looks of horror on their faces, Renee said, "For pity's sake, it's an
EXPRESSION! I wouldn't KILL her, she's my friend. Janette told her to take a
nap and since she was in "whammy" mode- Deanie is sawing logs. Let’s 
mobilize Operation Rescue Nunkies. You all know your positions, right?" At
the nods of assent, the war party mounted the mission. 
  
After stealthily reaching Valerie’s tower suite, Renee gave the signal, and
the crack team of fighters broke into action. Christy jumped and high-kicked
the door splintering the wood all around the locks. At the intrusion Valerie
jumped up from the desk in shock.
 
"What the ..." She broke the sentence off as Deb cartwheeled into the room 
and knocked Valerie onto the oversize feather bed. After Valerie landed with
an "oof" Deb stated, ‘sorry, Val, but this plan you have against Nunkies must
be stopped. No offense. Nothing personal, you understand. And with that, she
put the chloroformed rag over Val’s face. Val started thrashing furiously,
but Andrea grabbed her from behind and held her in place. "Sorry Val," she 
said, "but we can’t let you do this." After several intense moments of 
struggle Valerie was out cold. "Man, she is STRONG," Andrea said, out of
breath. "She has worked up some SERIOUS muscles with that Nicky clone." 
  
While Deb and Andrea tied Val up ( with silk scarves-as Elise had taught them
in Bondage 101) Deb and Renee went to work on the door to the Garlic and Holy
water room door. With the fireman’s axes they had, they made short work of
the door. (Yes, it was locked from the outside and they could have easily
opened it, but Val was mean to Nunkies and they were pissed.) Inside was an 
ingenious trap. It was truly evil. "By all that’s holy," Renee said- "this is
purely vile and evil, Deanie must have had SOMETHING to do with it. Valerie
is very devious, but this is WARPED."
 
Poor Nunkies was in the center of the room, surrounded by scores of crosses,
masses of garlic, and a huge trench of holy water flowed in a pool in front 
of the door. And, worse of all, directly in front of the door was a HUGE 
skylight with sunlight pouring in. If Nunkies had been able to tolerate the
proximity to all the crosses and garlic on and around the door, the length of
time needed to open the door would have been enough for his body to boil- and 
there was a huge artificial sun (made by vampaway TM) to glow away with the
same rays and intensity of the noon day sun directly above the skylight, so 
even at night, Nunkies was held at bay.

"This is JUST SICK," Deb stated. 
  
"Well, I must say, I have never been happier to see you ladies before,"
Nunkies drawled in that voice that had each Fanatic in the room’s heart
fluttering. "Once you have me free of this chamber I must thank each and 
every one of you PERSONALLY for what you have done." (Their heads were 
positively REELING with the posiblities of that promise) "Then," Nunkies 
continued, "I must extract a price for this from Valerie," he hissed with a
sneer on his exquisitely attractive features. 
  
"Um, Nunkies," Renee said in a timid (for her, anyway)voice. "With all due
respect, I realize how upset you are, and this WAS a really crappy thing for
Val to do to you. But, um, could you PLEASE not hurt Valerie?" At the look of
utter disbelief on Nunkie's face, she continued rapidly. "Please, Nunkies,
Valerie is my best frined and I really don't want to see her hurt. Let us 
handle her, PLEASE!" With that a single, big, fat tear rolled from her big
puppy dog brown eyes. "For me?" And with that last request, she managed to 
make her soft southern voice crack with emotion and her full bottom lip 
quiver with unshed tears. At this balatant attempt at manipulation by his
follower, LaCroix knew a moment of real pride in her. True, this was not a 
method he would employ, but he was none the less proud of her manipulation
technique. 'She really is a Cousin,' he thought. 

"Very well then, as you wish, but make haste to remove those offensive things
so I may leave this abominable room." Renee, Deb and Andrea proceeded to 
remove the garlic and crosses surrounding and covering the door, while 
Christy kept an eye out for anyone coming. When they had a path out of the 
room cleared, Nunkies held open his arm to hug his beloved followers. Then
they quickly proceeded out of the room. LaCroix did throw one last look of 
disgust at the sleeping Valerie on the bed, as he left. Since he had learned
Deanie’s devotion was a joke, he wanted to speak to her IMMEDIATELY. 
  
Christy said,"So, what do we do with her?" gesturing 
towards Val. 

"I’ll stay here and talk to her," Renee said. "I have got to convince her to
lay off, you KNOW what a temper Nunkies has. You better go and watch over 
Deanie, if he gets too mad at her, you better flutter your lashes and save
her. We’ll let Val rest now tonight and then we have to plot her
'punishment', Renee said. 
  
  
"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA," was the simultaneous response of Renee, Christy, Deb,
and Andrea to that thought. 

"We’ll plot that tomorrow, 'cause after all, tomorrow IS another day...." 
  
  
To be continued..... 

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