4 Hours

an old story I was recently reminded of...

"You have..." said Sarah, surveying the boxes in front of her, "a lot of junk."

"I will admit to being something of a packrat," Kat replied, "but you never know when you'll need..." She reached into a nearby box and pulled out the first thing she laid her hand on. "... a broken video tape? All right, you win. We can throw some of it out. But let's go through it first. You never know what we'll find."

"It's your stuff, you should know what we'll find." sight Sarah. But she grabbed a box and slid it in front of her, using a scissors to slit the tape.

The boxes had come from the basement of Kat's parents' house. They thought that now that she was getting a place of her own, that she could store her own stuff. Actually, they were getting a place of their own. Sarah and Kat were going to share this rather spacious apartment. And while, for appearances sake, they would have separate bedrooms, they were actually much more than roommates. A fact only a few of their closest friends were aware of.

For now, they worked to straighten out some of the clutter. Today was moving day, and later those friends, along with others and their families would be over to help with heavy lifting and furniture arranging. The girls had stayed last night in sleeping bags to get an early start, and working on this large pile of boxes, they were glad they had. Kat, as has been pointed out, had a lot of junk. And while she was loathe letting much of it go, they soon had a large throwaway pile with only a few boxes to go.

"What about these?" Sarah slid a large box of old CDs over to Kat. "Hardly necessary with your MP3 player. Trash?"

"No!" cried Kat. "I want to go through them first, and take the songs I don't already have. Then we can... donate them, or something."

Sarah rolled her eyes and smiled. "All right, all right. Maybe we can go through them next weekend." She didn't want to push Kat too hard. She had already given up a lot of relics from her past today. Still smiling, Sarah grabbed the last box. Cracking it open, she began to examine the contents. "High school stuff." She announced, pulling out a yearbook. "Not a whole lot in here. A few trophies, some old books... You'll probably want to sort this yourself."

"No, that's all right." replied Kat, hovering over her CDs. "We'll keep the yearbooks. The rest can probably go."

"Okay, if you say so." Sarah pulled out the remaining yearbooks and cast on last look into the box. It was then that she noticed the small bottle in the corner. It must have been hidden behind one of the books. Picking it up, Sarah took one look at the label, and laughed out loud.

"What?" inquired Kat, looking up from an old boy band disc.

"Oh, nothing." snickered Sarah. "It's just that with a body like yours, I wouldn't think you'd need something like this to keep someone's attention." She spun the bottle around to reveal the label, '4 Hour Date Glue.'

"Oh, that." It was Kat's turn to roll her eyes. "Quite the opposite actually. Terry Richardson got it for me as a prank because I wouldn't go out with him. He was a nice guy. I didn't have the heart or nerve to tell him I liked girls."

"Ah." grinned Sarah. "Does it work?"

"I never let him try it." said Kat, going back to her CDs. "But come one, Date Glue? He said he got it at a joke shop, it's probably just lotion or something."

"Good point." replied Sarah. She examined the picture on the lable which showed a male and female holding hands. "Bonds Only Skin." She quoted. "Kinky."

"You think everything is kinky." grinned Sarah. "And why would it only stick to skin?"

"It's a fun thought. And when it involves you, everything *is* kinky." Sarah held up the bottle and wiggled it suggestively. "Want to play a little bit?"

"Not until after we get these boxes hauled to the dumpster." said Kat, standing up. "You're the one that wanted me to get rid of them."

"Oh, you're such a slave driver." Sarah purred. "We'll have to get you a whip."

"We're lucky I don't have a whip right now." giggled Kat. "Or we wouldn't get anything done. Now get this hauled to the dumpster, Slave."

"Oh you think, huh?" laughed Sarah. "Just wait until you're covered in 'Date Glue.' She picked up a box and headed for the door. "We'll see who's giving orders then."

"Maybe, if you're good." said Kat, also picking up a box. "And when's the last time that happened?"

"That depends entirely on your definition of good." smiled Sarah, walking out the door.

- - -

It took some time and effort, but the girls got all the trash hauled several floors down to the dumpster. After the last trip, they returned to their new apartment, tired and a

little sweaty.

"Well that's it." said Kat, checking the time on her phone. "And we still have a couple of hours until everyone gets here."

"Mmm, a couple of hours, huh?" Sarah slinked over to Kat and slid her arms around the other girl's neck. "So, have I been good?" She planted a small kiss on Kat's lips.

"Yeah, I suppose you have." replied Kat, leaning in for another kiss.

"Great." said Sarah, braking away. She sauntered over to where she'd left the bottle, picking it up with two fingers. Then, casting a mischievous glance over her shoulder, she made her way to their bedroom.

"Minx." smiled Kat, rolling her eyes and following her girlfriend into the bedroom. She found Sarah had already shed her t-shirt and was in the process of removing her jeans. "What are you doing there, love?"

"Well, you're going to have to strip. 'Bonds Only Skin' after all." Sarah replied. She dropped her jeans and slid her thumbs under the straps of her bra. "I just thought you'd like some company. I can get dressed again, if you like."

"No that's quite all right. But why do I have to strip again?" Kat eyed Sarah's body as she slipped her t-shirt off.

Sarah turned her back on Kat, and slipped her bra off, and slowly slid her panties down her legs. "Well," she said in a breathy voice, "I was planning on smearing that stuff all over you, and I need bare skin for that, so you have to strip. Right?"

"Uh, r-right." stammered Kat, fumbling with her jeans. "But um, we only have two hours. That's '4 Hour Date Glue.' If it works the way it says..."

"Oh, well, if you're worried..." Sarah turned around with her arms folded across her chest. "Then don't get undressed, don't lie down on the sleeping bag, and don't let me dump this stuff on you." She unfolded her arms and ran them down her body. "If you think for a second that this stuff isn't a joke, then you'd better stop me now, Kat. Or you're going to be stuck in a very compromising position."

Kat swallowed hard. When Sarah took that tone, she could make a train wreck sound sexy, let alone roleplaying light bondage. The fact that she was stark naked while using it, made her lover a little weak in the knees. She tried not to rush the rest of her disrobing, trying to keep an air of sexiness herself, but it was difficult. She was getting excited. It seemed to take much longer that it did to discard the rest of her clothes. Then she stepped to the edge of the sleeping bag, crouched to the floor, and crawled down the bag before lying down and sprawling across it.

Sarah sometimes wondered if Kat had any inkling how good she looked or what she could do with her body. Sarah knew the effect she could have on Kat with her voice (and tried to use the power only for good), but she doubted Kat knew that simple stretch could have a similar effect on Sarah. And that crawl down the sleeping bag was far from innocent. "You are the sexiest thin ever. You know that right?"

"So you tell me from time to time." replied Kat. "What are you going to do about it?" She pointed her toes and stretched her arms over her head. "Didn't you have some diabolical plan for me?" She crossed her ankles and folded her arms behind her head. "If you're just going to stand there and stare, I can take a picture and get back to work."

As she heard the last statement, Sarah realized she'd let her mouth drop open a bit. "Oh no." she said, regaining her composure. "You're not going anywhere!" She dropped to a crouch and pounced on her lover. Straddling Kat's hips, Sarah leaned forward and pinned her lover's arms.

Kat wiggled her arms, testing the resistance. "Pretty compromising all right," she giggled, "as long as you hold on. Looks like your hands are tied up too." Kat goaded.

"Fine, have it your way." smiled Sarah. She released Kat's elbows and grabbed the nearby bottle. She flipped Kat over and gently folded her arms together. Holding the arms with one hand, she looked over the bottle. "It's even got fake directions on the back." She glanced over them briefly. "Put on palm, hold hands, let set for one minute... all right you, let's give it a try." She gripped Kat's right wrist and popped the cap on the nozzle of the bottle. Squirting a blob of the blue gel into Kat's hand, Sarah maneuvered the hand to Kat's left elbow. She wiggled it around, slathering the goo thoroughly. "Now hold on tight while it sets." Sarah giggled.

"Oh, sure..." Kat rolled her eyes and grinned and Sarah worked on her other hand. When it was set in place, she gripped her elbows tightly and pretended she was trying to let go. "Well I'll be darned," she grinned over her shoulder, "I guess it works..."

"Hah, so now I've got you." Sarah shifted her weight off of Kat. Then, grabbing the girls shoulders flipped her over onto her back. Sarah settled back down on to Kat's hips while she squirmed, trying to get comfortable lying on her 'trapped' arms. "Now, where to begin..." Sarah looked rather hungrily over the girl before her.

Kat smiled at the attention. "You lied to me you know." She arched her back, simultaneously adjusting her arms and thrusting her breasts upward.

"What?" Sarah straightened up, putting her hands on her hips. "When?" she asked, arching an eyebrow.

"You said you were going to 'smear it all over me.'" said Kat, with an innocent smile. "I just have a little on my hands and elbows. I'm hardly 'covered.'"

"Ooo, you're really asking for it." giggled Sarah. "You're only so bold because this stuff's a joke." Sarah cocked her head and got a twinkle in her eye. "You want to be covered? Fine, but I bet it will be cold on sensitive skin." Sarah straightened her legs, lifting herself off of Kat's hips, and squirted a few dollops of the blue gel on the warm flesh underneath her. She grinned as her prisoner bucked and squealed for a moment, before lowering herself back down. The gel was indeed cold on her bare thighs and bottom, so she wiggled around to warm it up. "Is that a little better?"

The gel had been cold, but not that bad. Kat played it up a little for her lover's benefit. "Much better. You just sat in your own trap. You're not going anywhere now either." She grinned wryly. "I knew once I was covered, you wouldn't be able to keep your hands off me and get 'stuck' yourself."

"You think you're so clever." grinned Sarah. "You're right. Now I'm sitting in the goo so I'm 'stuck.' I guess we're in trouble now, eh?" She wiggled her hips a little. "It's a good thing this stuff not real or we'd be in real trouble after this." She turned the bottle and dripped large gobs across Kat's breasts.

"Yeep!" Kat was not expecting this, and the chilly gel really surprised her this time. She jumped a little and arched her back, her legs kicking. "That wasn't nice!" she gasped.

"Oh just wait..." purred Sarah, setting the bottle aside. "I'll warm them up for you." at this, she began to massage her lover's chest, smearing the blue substance around further, all over Kat's breasts (and by order of association, Sarah's hands). After a moment, Sarah leaned down across Kat, squishing the goop further with her own body. "Uh oh, you were right." she whispered, directly in the other girl's ear. "I couldn't keep my hands off you. We're really screwed now."

Kat gasped again as Sarah's breathe hit her ear, shuddering a little, as even in a whisper, she could hear the naughty tone in her lover's voice. "A-ah, well... at l-least we're screwed... uh... together." She struggled to regain a little composure. "All part of m--mmph!" She was cut short, as Sarah kissed her, and Kat didn't protest at all.

"Mmm, shut up you." mumbled Sarah, between kisses. "We need... to figure a way... out of this mess... you've gotten us into."

"Mmph... me?" Kat tried to protest. "You were.. the one.. whoMmmph!"

A smile twitched at the corners of Sarah's mouth as she silenced Kat, who stopped protesting after a short time and began grinding herself against Sarah. They lay there for a time, lips locked, bodies pressed together, squirming slightly. After a bit, Kat attempted to escape their kiss.

"Ah, I'm not... complaining..." she panted, slightly out of breathe, "but can we roll over? My arms are falling asleep..."

"Oh, poor baby." cooed Sarah, who had moved her focus down to Kat's neck. "All right, we'll roll to your left on three. One.. two... three." Sarah moved to kick out her left leg to tip them over, but for some reason, she didn't get any of the leverage she'd intended. It was like her leg was caught on something. She felt herself lift a little as Kat struggled to flip them both and settle back down.

"Hey, I thought the purpose of the count was that we do it together." giggled Kat. "Were you distracted by my shapely chin? I know I can't see anything below your neck."

"Funny." Sarah replied. "No my leg got caught on something." She jiggled her leg a little, trying to straighten it, and failing. "One moment." Sarah intended to sit up and see what was wrong, but as she did so she was stopped short after only an inch or so. She tried again to the same results. She tried moving her hands to the floor, but the refused to leave Kat's breasts. As she did this, a thought jumped into her mind. "Oh. Oh shit. Um, Kat? Can you..?"

Kat, who's eyes had been growing wider as she watched the scene in front of her. As Sarah began to speak, she attempted to unfold her arms from underneath her and found her hands unwilling to separate from her elbows. She struggled harder, thrashing a bit and bucking them both up and down, but her arms stay firmly locked in place. "Oh my God! It's real! We're stuck! What--what are we going to do!?"

Sarah at this point was concentrating on her legs. It appeared they were completely stuck to Kat's hips. She couldn't even unfold them. She continued her minor struggles as she spoke. "Well, at this point, I hope it *is* real. Because the directions said it will dissolve in 4 hours. So we will get... unstuck eventually."

"Hopefully." added Kat, still struggling with her arms. "I feel kind of stupid now. We did this to ourselves." She gave a final few pulls and relaxed. "It's no good. I can't lift a finger."

Sarah came to a similar conclusion and set her head down next to Kat's, face down in the sleeping bag. "Damn it." she said, her voice muffled. "The worst part is I'm still really turned on."

In spite of their predicament, Kat laughed. "You pervert. That's hardly the worst part."

"You are too, aren't you." said Sarah without raising her head, a smile evident in her voice

Kat sighed. "That is beside the point. The real problem is that 90% of everyone we know will be here in less than what this junk *hopefully* takes to come loose on its own. And I didn't mention 'us' to my family yet, and even if I had, well, when you said 'compromising position', you weren't kidding."

"That wasn't a denial." said Sarah. Then she sighed. "I haven't told my family either. And my brother is bringing a few friends. This is going to make someone's day." She paused. "I'm sorry I got you into this."

"You gave me a chance to get out." replied Kat. "We're both to blame. We should have tested the bottle marked glue before dumping it on ourselves."

"Yeah." Sarah sighed into the sleeping bag again. "So now what we do?"

"Well first, we need to finish flipping over. My arms still hurt." said Kat. "Then we should look at the bottle. Maybe there is a solvent or a help line or something."

"All right." said Sarah. "But it's not like we're going to be able to call it." She flexed her fingers.

"You just leave that to me." replied Kat. "Arms or not, I have a plan."

- - -

Stephanie unlocked the door with the key Kat had given her and stepped inside. She took a look around as she carefully stepped to the apartment. Considering it was moving day the place wasn't too big of a mess. "Hello?" she called. "It's me!" She heard someone call "In here!" from what she took to be a bedroom and stepped carefully to the door. Upon entering, she was greeted by the sight of someone's bare behind sticking slightly in the air. Walking around she found Kat lying on Sarah with her arms folded behind her back. Sarah was gripping Kat's breasts, and her legs were folded awkwardly around the other girl's hips. There wasn't a stich of clothing between them. The both looked up when she came into view.

"Hi." said Sarah.

"Thanks for, um, coming." said Kat, turning a lovely pinkish color.

"If this is a joke, you guys are taking it a little far." sighed Steph. "And I still really hope that's what it is."

"Nope." chirped Sarah, clearly not as embarrassed as perhaps she should have been by the other girl's presence. "We're stuck like this." She wiggled around, trying to stretch her legs and fingers for Steph's benefit.

Steph watched the skin stretch between Sarah and Kat and decided, finally the situation was real. "God, you guys are such idiots." she said, palming her face. "How did you even manage to call me like that?"

"I have you on voice dial." replied Kat, gesturing with her head to her cell phone. "The hard part was getting it out of my pocket."

"She can do amazing this with her toes." added Sarah.

"I... don't want to hear about it." sighed Steph. "Just tell me what you need me to do."

"Ahem, well there's the bottle over there." Kat gestured with her head again. "The directions don't really help, but there is a help line on the back. Maybe they could tell us something."

"Ok..." Steph stepped around her joined friends and picked up the bottle. "How did you two think this was fake?" she said, reading the label. "It's got instructions, a warning,

the big clue should have been the word 'glue' on the bottle?" She stepped over and picked up Kat's phone.

"Well, hehe, when you put it like that..." said Sarah, "it does sound a little silly."

Steph rolled her eyes but stifled a smile. She dialed the number into Kat's phone and waited. After a moment, someone picked up.

Kat had her faced pressed into the sleeping bag in embarrassment, but she listened intently to Steph's side of the conversation. "Yeah, hello. I had some questions about one of your products, the 4 Hour Date Glue? Yeah... Uh-huh... okay... no, that just about covers it. You must get this call a lot, huh?... Yeah, no it's not me. Some friends." Steph grinned at what the voice on the other end was saying. "Yes they are as a matter of fact... Two girls... Your welcome, and thank you, bye." She hung up with a beep. "Well?" asked Kat.

"He says: it will dissolve within the 4 hours, and there's no way to speed it up or dissolve it before that." replied Steph.

"Oh god." sighed Kat, "and my parents will be here in," she finally looked up to find a clock, '45 minutes. We've got almost 3 hours yet. We are so screwed."

"Haven't told them yet, huh?" asked Steph.

"Even if we had, I really don't want my dad or my brother or..." Sarah failed to suppress a shudder, "my brother's friends to see us this way. Not much we can do about it now,

I guess."

Steph let out a sigh that was very similar to a growl. "I think I can help. But you guys are *really* going to owe me after this."

"You can get us out of this?" Kat looked up hopefully.

"Um, no. But I can supervise the moving until you work yourselves loose." replied Steph.

"Ah, and just don't let anyone in the bedroom all day." said Sarah. "I don't know how well that's going to work."

"That wouldn't work at all." said Steph. "I'm going to have to make up something to explain your absence. Something good and embarrassing, don't worry. So until you get free, you're going to have to remain out of sight." Steph stepped around the pair and headed for the door. "I'll be right back."

"Oh, where are you going?" asked Kat.

"To my car to get some gloves." replied Steph. "I'm not going to touch you. Geez, you're covered in glue." She held up Kat's phone. "Is Brenda on speed dial? I'm going to need some help. Before Kat could reply she was already out the door and thumbing through the contacts on the phone.

The trapped girls looked at each other as she left, both struggling weakly in one final bid to get out of the mess they were in. "I really hope," said Sarah, "her solution is better than our families walking in on us."

- - -

"Well that's it." said Steph, as she stood back to admire her work. "We'll just stack those boxes up in front of the closet door, and you'll be hidden away. All you have to do is be quiet. Think you can handle that?"

"I can't believe hiding us in the closet is your master plan." said Kat flatly. She knelt in the closet of the bedroom, with one half of the sliding door open. She was upright and wedged into a corner, with Sarah propped between her and the wall. Other than their location, the novelty glue held them in the same position it had initially.

"Well that isn't the whole plan, is it?" Steph stood outside the closet with Brenda, another of their friends, who at the moment looked about to burst with ill contained laughter. "We have your alibi prepared. You had a little mishap with a tube of glue and needed to go to the ER to get various parts of you separated. We have your car moved, so no one wonders how you got there, and we have a rough floor plan, so I can supervise where to put the heavy stuff while you are getting unstuck from each other. Once we blockade the closet door, no one should try to put anything in here, then, about the time we make the second run, the gunk should come loose if that guy was telling the truth and you can get dressed and be waiting for us. Your clothes are in there with you."

"All right, fine." sighed Kat. "It's a good plan. I just reeaally hope this stuff comes loose like it's supposed to."

"Well the plan kind of hinges on that." said Steph.

"Either way it's going to be a long boring wait in the closet." grumbled Sarah.

"Maybe you want to think about that the next time you have a bottle labeled glue lying around." said Steph with a rather wicked grin. "But as for the 'boring' part, Brenda was sympathetic to your situation and thought you might want a distraction. When I called and explained the situation to her she took the liberty of bringing her toy bag over." She slid a large duffle bag into view. "She thought that maybe you didn't quite get satisfied earlier, because you got tangled up before you could do anything. When I told her my plan, she thought you might need some... entertainment in the closet."

"Ooo, yeah..." grinned Sarah.

"I... don't..." stammered Kat.

"I told her no." grinned Steph. "From what I hear, Kat is a screamer, and we need you to be quiet. Then she had a plan of her own. Brenda?"

Brenda had gained a little control over herself. "Yeah. I hate to see anyone deprived of a little fun." She reached into the duffel and pulled a few things out. Then she leaned into the closet.

"What are you g--Mmmmph!" Kat opened her mouth to speak and found it jammed full with a rubber ball. She felt straps buckled behind her head and heard a light click. "Mmurph. Mmglph!" She tried to speak but found she could make no discernible words around the ball. She turned to look at her girlfriend. "Mmmph!"

Sarah laughed. "Ah, no screaming for you no--wulmmph!" She was cut short as she got the same treatment. She merely blinked at her new limitation. "Mmhmm."

"No screaming for either of you. Steph said if you were gagged I could have my fun." Brenda pulled narrow cylinder and a small credit card style remote from her bag of tricks. She wiggled the cylinder between the two trapped girls and slid it downward as best she could. When she was satisfied, she stepped back and hit a button on the remote. Both the girls in the closet squealed and the cylinder came to life vibrating dully in between them. "There we go. This is a new toy of mine. This remote controls that vibrator. And I'm going to be playing with it until you're free. Now keep in mind, the gags will block some sound, but not all, so you'll want to concentrate on being extra quiet while people are working in here."

Kat turned a brilliant shade of red when she realized what was going to happen. "MMMPH!" she cried, shaking her head. She looked to Sarah, whose eyes were wide as well.

"Oh, don't worry you two, I'll be nice." said Brenda and Steph closed the door. "After all I may want to borrow that stuff someday."

"And remember you two, quiet." giggled Steph through the now closed door. Then, the girls in the closet could hear boxes being stacked in front of the door.

In the dim light of the closet, Kat and Sarah looked at each other, no longer able to communicate, not knowing exactly what to do next. Suddenly the vibrator in-between them gave a lurch and jumped to full speed. Sarah let out a small squeak. Kat however, screeched into the ball lodged in her mouth. As it buzzed happily away, they heard laughter from outside the closet.

"Steph heard that at the front door." giggled Brenda. "Clearly some more practice is needed."

Kat groaned and leaned into Sarah. Pleasant or not, it was going to be a long day.