Jordan knocked on the older women's front door... but there was no answer. The lights were on, the tv was on, the cats mewled hungrily... where were they?
Voletta found a key under the mat and opened up the door. The old coots were sitting in their chairs... eyes closed... completely motionless... not even reacting to the amazons' presence.
"No pulse." Jordan said after checking both women.
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Jordan and Voletta passed the house a few times in the following weeks. The six cats living there all went to good homes according to the pink haired girl at the animal shelter, and all the sister's things had been donated to charity. It had been so quite since the Herman sisters passed away. They wondered if anybody would even buy the house considering word about the previous owners got out to the public.
The monday of the seventh week since the old ladies' passing, Voletta spotted a moving van parked outside the old house.
The phone rang out as Jordan ate out her wife's pussy while getting a tit massage from her daughter.
"Hello?" Jordan asked as she answered her phone.
"Someone is moving into the Herman sisters' house." Voletta said.
"Really?" Jordan asked as the other women paused.
"Yes." Voletta replied.
"We'll be right over." Jordan replied back, hanging the phone up and heading for the dresser.
"Where are we going?" Willa asked.
"We have new neighbors to greet." Jordan replied.