. somehow, Angel wascertain she was evaluating her, judging her. She felt like a mouse,pinned in the gaze of a hawk. The woman's smile deepened briefl... afterAngel had that thought. *You're a telepath! Like Radar!* Angel kept her posture and herfeatures in her best Formal Meeting With Important Adults style, evenas she thought it. *Miss Morgan and I are similar in that regard,* came the reply. Shenodded slightly, in approval. *Congratulations. You are very observant.Now pay attention.* They had. You remember what we did the last time we were together? It is that kind of party." And just how many party goers are we looking at?" At least enough to keep three healthy and active girls busy." Do I get to wear a silly little pointed party hat with a tassel on it?" No, but there should be plenty of whistles to toot." What time and how do we get there?" I don't know how I let you talk me into this" Marci said. "How can I party with the wife of the man who was meant to be mine?"She had never. . She had prepared by bathing herselfvery thoroughly and trying to psyche herself up for the ordealahead, whatever that was. "Remove your clothes, everything." She obeyed,deliberately, watching him watch her. When she stood there,naked, he said, "You are, as they say, full-figured, but I likethose tits. Nice ass, too. Now put this on." He handed her alarge, green plastic trash bag with holes for her neck and arms. She put it on over her head, imagining herself looking like. "Four minutes of this demonstration remaining," announced the gadget. The organ pulled partially out. Laurissa knew better than to think it was over. She did her best not to tense up as it thrust back into her. The tip of the worm-like organ lodged into her cervical opening. Laurissa's body was wracked with both pain and pleasure. Once again it started it's crawling forcing its way into her womb."Ahhh! Fucking shit!" Laurissa screaming as she tried to thrash away from the worm-like organ..