Over the next several months the police, as well as Cherie and Marissa (when accompanied) searched the house over and over again without finding a sin...le shred of evidence or sign of the girl's mother. Cherie and Marissa, both afraid to enter the house by themselves, brought psychics and investigators of every sort, even admonishing the ghosts of Simon and Sarah to make their presence known, but to no avail.The police theorized that the intruder or intruders had raped, then murdered Lynette and. And a short while later when that same throbbing cock – this time covered with a condom – ejaculated in my orgasm-pulsating vagina, that transformation was complete.And then we did it again.*I lay awake in bed again that night, unable to sleep. In a few short days I had been unfaithful to my husband no less than three times and knew for certain that I was going to do it again and again.Inside I was a changed woman. Deep in my belly, Ramon’s sperm were being absorbed by my body, changing me. " She brought out the tutus, one pink and one white. "Do you have a preference in color?" Which one do you think will match my tights?" I asked her, pulling up my pant leg to reveal the shiny pink Capezio tights I was wearing.Raising an eyebrow, she said, "Pink it is." In a very business-like manner, she took the pink tutu off the hanger and brought it over to the counter to ring it up."How do I know it's going to fit?" I asked."Believe me, I think this one will fit you." I don't know... the. I came to see if you were having problems and to ask if you needed help. We have two healing women," I said."How did you even know we were here?" the obvious leader of the three asked."Are you the leader's mate?" I asked her."I was. He was killed in the night. I ask again how you knew we were here?" I am Meseeka. My sense of smell is very acute. I could smell your Calak from where I was riding, and when we came to introduce ourselves I could smell injury and death," I said.The other two women.