
Sugar and Spice

But he's not so nice.
Part 1: Weaseling In
I remember that day I saw them for the first time. Simple little girls trotting before my eyes, laughing and giggling in their typical girly fashion. I saw them both approach me, in a state of a euphoric high.
Well I was going to bring them down again.
"Excuse me, could you tell me where I can find the nearest bus station? I think I'm a bit lost." I asked in an innocent tone. There was no way they'd even suspect me. I was just a poor helpless tourist, right? Wrong.
The blonde one looked at me with obvious interest. "Oh, it's just over there!" she said and pointed to an alleyway.
Her sister, the brunette shook her head with obvioous embarassment. "It's
through there. My sister's directionally challenged."
My eyebrows perked in interest. "Oh really? Could you show me? I don't know where to go from there" I said non-chalantly, weaving them into my trap. I hope it was working. I looked up to see the blonde one nodding vehmently and trotting forward while her sister eyed me skeptically. I guess I hadn't fooled her with that but her sister would be the key to getting her too.
We crossed the street and walked to the alleyway's entrance. I had gotten them this far, now I needed a distraction. I smiled a little to the innocent blonde girl and her sister. "You go on ahead, I need to pick up a newspaper," I said as the little street letterbox was conveniently here for me to feign the time.
"Ok, c'mon sis lets go!" the little one called and tuggerd her still skeptical sister ahead. I smiled wickedly to myself until I heard their footsteps cease. When they did so. I slipped into the alleyway unnoticed. Like nothing had even happened.