[All characters here are fictitious and older than 18.]
Charlize
My doorbell rang. As my wife, Charlize, was still out running errands before our guests' planned arrival, I stepped over two sexy legs peeking out from under her split, full button-down dress and left our extra early guests on the sofa to answer the door. Probably the ugliest woman, I think it was female, I'd ever seen stood there and grinned at me with missing or crooked brown teeth. Her scraggly, auburn hair was combed well, but missing several patches. She had a fat, leaky mole by her cheek and another on the side of her bent nose — with a thick hair growing out of it. Her clothes were mostly threadbare. Her appearance disgusted me so much I threw up in my mouth. As politely as I could, I asked, "H-h-hi. Can I help you?"
With a thick, barely understandable accent she blinked her good eye and said, "Oh nay sir. A very nice lady paid me $20 to deliver this package to a Mr. Carl Thuon here personal like. She said to wait for a message and entertain youse as I did. I can dance a little." I briefly explained that I was Carl Thuon, and married to the beautiful Ms Thuon. The blue hat box was clean and tied with a silver ribbon so I reluctantly invited the beast, um retched woman, inside. She put the box on our coffee table in front of my guests and gave them the same disquieting smile I got. She bowed quickly several times, then said, "Before youse opens that box, I gotta dance for youse."
I hurriedly said, "Thank you, but there's no need. Let me open the box and give you a response so you can be on your way." Our friends, Tom and Teri, agreed, afraid of the beast's likely smell. Yet, a foul odor wasn't coming from her. Though she was clean smelling, the box was not. "Teri, just sit quietly. I'm sure she doesn't want to hurt us."
The beast answered, "Sorry. I gotta insist. I made a promise when I got paid and I gotta do this as asked." She pulled a knife from under her vest. Teri gasped and I went for her wrist, but missed. "Ms Teri is it? Come stand by me. Pretty Ms said if womens with you, they had to dance with me."
Teri gasped and asked her husband what to do. The beast growled, "Youse gonna get up here and dance with me or I gonna cut youse. Now!" Teri slid off the sofa and stood next to the beast. "Youse men now stand and drop youse drawers to da ankles. Be quick!" She pulled Teri against her, waving her knife and holding Teri with her arm around her and a hand on her tit. Teri fluttered as the beast squeezed her tit. "You, Teri, unbutton youse dress all da way or I gonna cut them buttons off. Do it."