.. Damn, I have to piss again. Where has all this piss come from?”Again, there was the loud sound of her stream hitting the water in the bowl.“Now... never mind throwing up on me, maybe if I started fucking you right now, you might end up pissing all over my cock,” I said.“I probably would, too. You might like that, perhaps.”“Maybe I would ... something to think about for the future.”She grinned, slightly wanly, but grinned all the same.“Stop trying to make me even more fucking horny, not when I. It was a plain number, but she made it look amazing. She wore no panties again, and whenever I sat at my desk in front, she would open her legs and show me her best parts. I hadn't used any of my potion on her after the first time, but it just seemed to fire her up on an almost constant basis. After handing out the math assignment, they went to work, and I sat to watch. Emily looked at me in her knowing way, and slowly open her long legs, just enough so I could see her little slit. I licked my. ”“Investigators, scientists, psychologists - some of the best in the world - have yet to come up with a definite answer as to why?” I said.“I think this committee needs to see it broken down that way,” Senator Ruth Gavin said.“I will take it before the agencies for review but I doubt that kind of report will be generated. A report like that may be viewed as discriminatory in itself and be misleading,” I said.“Since this is the foreign relations committee, I have to tell you that your war on. Unfortunately, both of you will be killed in a dreadful accident shortly after embarking on your romantic adventure. The bodies will never be found."Evelyn tried to comprehend what was happening to her and what Sam had just told her. He continued, "From this moment on, Evelyn Fitzpatrick no longer exists. Your slave name is 'Wendy.' Your slave number is '308.'"He continued, "You may have noticed that we did not blindfold you. You will soon realize that this was not an oversight. We want.