"Dang! Safe's closed!" Jane whispered to her sister. "Well ah don't care if'n it's in Fort Knox. We're gonna git mah knife back or ah'mma make ya'll pay the price." Sarah threatened looking down at Jane's feet and then her face. "Wah I's always gotsta get a teeklin' when somethin' goes wrong?" The slower Hogslipper sister inquired. "SHH VOICE DOWN, IDGIT! Cause it yer tax fer troublin' yer smarter, prettier, more popular sister." gritted back Sarah. "Now git through there and don't wake Pocahontas up." Jane finished pulling herself through the open window and slowly took a few steps to make room for her sister in the sleeping sheriff's office. Sarah began slowly pulling herself through the window as Jane slowly started sliding the cuffs off Lilly's belt and on her wrist as she positioned them behind her entangling them if the spokes of her chair. THUD Jane hit the floor as she caught her foot coming in. "Sis, ya okay?!" Jane whispered instinctively. "Shhh moron." Sarah scolded getting back up. "MMMRRR Trigger don't be lickin' mah toes you know ah can't stand it." The slightly roused sheriff murmured startling the sisters. Sarad grabbed Jane and pulled her close so she could whisper in her ear. "Change ah plans. Ah'll check out that safe y'all get Squanto's boots off. Gentle, slow ah don't want her wakin' up till we're good n' ready. the two sisters tiptoed in separate directions Sarah to examine the large antique safe in the corner with an old black and white TV on it and Jane to gingerly to remove Lilly Swift-Eagle's boots. while Sarah fiddled with the dial Jane got on her knees and began to gingerly tug at a leather cowgirl boot careful to contour the boot to the bend of the ankle. Getting someone's shoes off while they slept was just another trick in the Hogslipper's arsenal. Jane was met with the immediate warm musk of a foot that's been in a warm boot. "If'n only ya knew what this does tah me." The younger Hogslipper mouthed as she began on the next boot. The hogslippers were infamous for their proficiency in tickle torture but as of late feet had weighed on Jane's mind differently as of late. she looked down at her handiwork grabbing one of the the boots and inhaling the musty-earthy miasma as she looked at the sleeping toes twitch from the change in temperature. "Maybe in ah another life we could do this ta each other for fun." Jane whispered picturing the world where she could speak about the confused sensation in her lady bits freely but that would never happen. If Sarah knew she'd surely tease and punish her sister while they weren't exactly on friendly terms with the rest of the townsfolk. Jane couldn't help herself she reached over and planted a few kisses in quick succession on the sleeping Indian's foot causing a smile to creep across the catatonic sheriff's face. "Maybe in another life ya'd be mah girlfriend," Jane sadly thought to herself as a light tap from her sister's foot to her leg pulled her back to reality. "Fatty, git her feet up here. no Dice." Sarah ordered. "*sigh* Someday maybe..." Jane sadly