It took a few more seconds for Tariq to register the door to Hema’s bedroom slamming open behind him. Watching his love-gaze with Hema break, Tariq ...aw her expression changing instantly from lustful to utter shock.“You mother-fucking bastard!” yelled Deepak, and he slapped Tariq just as he turned around. Hema quickly grabbed the bed sheet to cover herself and moved towards a corner of the bed.“Man! I can explain….”“Shut the fuck up!” Deepak cut Tariq from trying to speak and pushed him hard.. I could see the confusion on Jane's face too, since her parents were like anti-cool from what I'd heard Jane say about them. This was probably way out of Jane's experience."Yeah mom, we'll be fine," Julie licked her lips and nodded, trying not to sound out of breath."Okay then. Like I said the number's downstairs, if you have any problems you call us, okay? Are you going to sleep in here tonight, or downstairs?" Julie's mom sounded normal, except for what she was saying. "I think there's enough. Uncle Jake started me on my first set of tools that Christmas, and from then on they became my toys of preference. I'd go with mom and help Uncle Jake out in the shop until it was finally time for me to start school. I hated not being able to work in the shop all day, but some of my classes were fun, and it seemed nice to be able to interact with my peers, at least it did at first, anyway.It quickly became apparent that although I excelled in reading comprehension and anything mechanical, being. And some had more pussy hair than others. But all followed the model of the Mistress with her red hair and voluptuous body. And in always being fully naked. It kept him in a virtually constant state of hardness. It sometimes made his prick ache but it was heaven too. In a few days he was summoned before the Mistress, the Witch of the Vasty Forest. The pixie minions escorted him. They had begun to talk to him in their little high-pitched voices and it was pleasant to have some conversation even.