She sounded warm and pleased to hear from me. ‘Get that little bushy box of yours all hot and ready,’ I said, trying to sound as normal as I could... There was no indication that her legs would open for me, but actually I wasn’t too sure I wanted a hairy cunt any more. I’d gotten used to Nancy’s completely bald one which meant not having to pick hair from between my teeth. Hmmmm, I thought. Sounds like you no longer find your wife desirable? That rattled me, I was close to making a definitive. When we got back to the house, we both took showers to relax. I just put on gym shorts with no underwear because I didn't plan to keep them on very long. We met back in the living room a few minutes later to allegedly watch a movie, but I had already set up my laptop on the coffee table. Glen was wearing lounging pajamas and a t-shirt.My plan was to let him read some of my porn to get him excited. You see, he knows that I'm an amateur screenwriter, but he had no idea that I write Porn, too.. Thirsty and hungry, I waited. I put on Ilene’s jacket, which was warm and soft. I hadn’t slept since the night before I met Ilene. Even though I was strung out on fear, I fell asleep and dreamed. Cheryl was with me telling me to be careful. We cast an illusion charm. In my dream I became Ilene. I stood and held Cheryl close. ‘I love you,’ I told her, ‘but I’m not ready to join you.’ Cheryl looked at me and smiled, ‘Then don’t mess up.’ I awoke with needles dancing on my spine. The sickly, sweet. Coquettish she was, with curly golden tresses falling like a vanity veil over one blue eye and making her fair face a mysterious adventure to behold. But glimpses of the real Vanessa were all boys got as she remained hidden behind a demur deception.Vanessa was a coquette not a cock-teaser, even though she was a heart throb who made boys' cocks throb. She delighted in the sexual hunt where she was lure and boys were her prey. Moreover, her weapon of choice was the very thing that made boys be.