Bright lights were switched on, making Michelle wince. "I don't know about this..." she began. "I want you to go in there," he instructed, pointing ...o one of the stalls with a full length mirror. The door to this change room was wide open. Michelle took the clothing provided to her by this unusual stranger and entered the room, grabbing the door to close behind her...then his hand gripped the edge of it, stopping her abruptly. "No," he said. "I want to watch you change." At that moment he. You couldn't talk to her, she had the vocabulary of a 5th grader. I didn't mind, she was still the hottest woman I'd ever seen. I knew that I just wanted to fuck her. It got to a point where that's all that I wanted to do. I knew how I could do it. I'd have to be creative.Finally, the perfect oppurtunity arose. It was the beginning of spring, that meant it was baseball season. I knew that my play would suffer if I was always pre-occupied with my mom and her body. I called my family physician. I learned a lot!One of Hera's super-abilities, if you care to think of it that way, and one that all the Gods had was that all of them could produce this powerful hallucinogen in their pre-cum—although it was optional at any given moment and, "Only we Goddesses can produce it in large quantities. Zeus, Apollo, Hermes, or any of the rest of the males could seduce any individual woman with it and speak to their mind to make them believe pretty much anything—like, 'Hi, I'm a swan, so this is all. ...it came as no shock when he "requested" for actual rendition of story. I admit feeling a flutter in my pussy as he "requested" for enactment, but to protect my privacy I had to put my foot down. I sighed and thought " why request and not demand" as I rubbed my pussy to rid the itch and hoped he'd figure out how to go about it. He didn't disappoint....his next mail was like crack of whip in which he demanded that I, his slut will do as told unless objected by master. Oh, the joy when they.