There was more fondling of her breastsas her blouse was being buttoned up. Mary was being introduced toSister Imelda who was known by the other girls...as "Hairy Spider".Sister Imelda then filled an old sack with two nightdresses and extraclothing. Mary took them thinking she had given better to the rag an'bone man when he was passing their door back home.Completely confused, frightened and unable to focus on what washappening Mary was taken to the dormitory and shown where she would. I had been staying with him for a week now, and was aware of his masturbatory habits each night as he jacked off in his bedroom, with my ear to the wall and my eyes closed as I tried to visualize him fisting his cock, as my own fingers sought my own cunny, as I pleasured myself, feeling my own small virgin hole, tighten around my fingers, as he came murmuring my name, his desire for me was evident daily, and released at night as he fucked me mentally, if only he knew what I was doing such a. " The clerk sighed. "I did warn you that the reality might not be as goodas the fantasy. Here, let me study you." The clerk slowly circled Tiffany,looking up and down. "Just for the record, I'm examining the spell. I'mnot ogling you." A couple of minutes later he stopped and leaned on the counter. "Thereis little I can do. This spell was created to be a curse. It wasn'tdesigned to be removed." "A curse?" asked Tiffany. "Yes. To most men, being changed forever into a sexpot of a. Now I know where you live, MrX. Let’s take a closer look. Maybe I can learn more about the guy.I peek in to see a woman sitting on a couch. He lives with his mom, it would seem. Or his sister? She’s wearing tight jeans and a bikini-type top with her belly exposed. She seems rather young. Nice body.Enjoy your quiet life while it lasts, MrX. I’ll be back guns blazing. I walk back to the town center and from there back to my home. I checked my emails, and Bingo! A message from the supermarket.