Suppose you became a Seeress again?" People would laugh at my prophecies," I said. "They would not believe me, and a Seeress whom nobody believes come... to a bad end. I am proof of that." Then you need an intermediary. You tell somebody else what you See, say a lesser priestess. She does not have to believe you, but she writes it down and passes that written word on to a priestess who reads it to the person who asked for the Seeing, and they can choose to believe you or not."I snorted in. By now, her panties were soaked through and she abandoned all pretexts of decorum and pulled them to the side to stimulate her engorged lips and clit. As she neared her release about the time Michelle had stopped a third time, she began absent-mindedly fingering herself, inserting one finger, and then two as she continued playing with her now aching nipples. The only thing keeping her from cumming was the slight pain of her biting her lower lip to maintain her hidden observations. All this came. Just calm, matter of fact, with a hint of disappointment. In other words he was playing me like a drunken fiddle. "Oh, well," he sighed.Well, I couldn't let that go. “Okay, but you can never tell anyone.” He nodded, so I undid my bra and let my heavy firm breasts free. The skin was tanned bronze with no tan lines. My areolas were about an one inch in diameter and my even darker brown nipples one third of an inch long. Outstanding breasts if I do say so myself.“Arms up,” he ordered.I raised my. She shuffled into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of juice and brought it into the office.Brad looked at her and laughed, "Can't handle it? I guess I tired you out yesterday."Amy slumped down into the chair opposite his desk. "That was really nice what you did for Carol yesterday. She told me that she needed clothes but her money was a bit tight. Joseph agreed to pay for her tuition and books but she had to pay all of her other expenses herself. She works when her course load allows, but.