“Oh Lord!” muttered Lauren slowly. “Well, your jewel is your virginity, she wanted to know if you were still cherry. As to the spawn of the Chri...t killers - Is your father Jewish?” she asked in confusion.“No, he’s Catholic like us. His mother was Jewish, but he was raised Catholic. Is that what she meant?” she asked, a horrified expression on her face.“I think so. ‘Christ killers’ is a historical reference to Jews, made most often by the Catholics. It’s a very, very old term,” answered Lauren.. He works his way down and helps me off with the panties. He slowly pulls them down my legs caressing them as he goes. Finally they are off. He kisses the insides of my legs on the way back up and I gently spread my legs for him. He settles between my legs. He reaches over to the nightstand and pulls a tube from the top drawer. I take the tube from him and smear some of the contents along the length of his cock. He sets the tube back on the nightstand and positions himself at the entrance to my. “If I could move this fucking piece of shit, I’d be half-way to Whitehorse!” she screamed at me. “Do you see me flying down this goddamned road? No? Maybe that’s because the fucking thing won’t start again! So, if you want it moved, you move it yourself!” Gee, that was a great way to enjoy my day! A fairy Princess with a mouth on her that would make a sailor blush! Delightful! Just fucking delightful! But old Mr. Softy couldn’t leave her just stranded out here, fifty miles for nowhere.“Yeah,. ’ Evilena knew she could tempt, taunt, and whip this sleazy mechanic into submission, but the trouble with that was, after a while, they recovered and went back to their old ways. There WAS a way to cure him permanently, and now Dr. Evilena was going to undertake the cure. She threw her well muscled leg over his body and sat down on the shackled mechanic’s chest , then focused the full force of her green, mesmerizing gaze on him. Larry’s breathing became more even, shallower, his chest.