Olivementioned that she felt different from this morning, that she somehowfelt younger if this were at all possible."Olive, that is part of the potion..." Helen smiled. "It only works whenthe person is open and honest about their feelings and is truly regretfulfor the things they did. You opened your heart out earlier and thistriggered that part of the potion. You will start to feel younger and nolonger require that wheelchair; that was used to let you see howvulnerable you were as many of those. If he was watching it wouldn't be cheating, and I'll never cheat on my husband. It is pretty naughty, to think about another cock in my pussy as John watches me get pounded."It was time to go, for sure. The conversation with Tim was a surreal moment. Susan was bold and brazen. I have to guess that her being topless made her horny and aggressive. This was a side of Susan I didn't know existed.As we left the bar, Susan was laughing. She commented to me, "John, that was hilarious. Tim was. The sensation turned me on even more and once again I began rubbing my aching clit, leaning my head back into the water as I slid my fingers back and forth, electricity pulsing through me. "Daddy," I whispered into the hot steam. I wished his strong hands were reaching around me right now, one arm slipping tightly under my tits while sliding his free hand slowly down my torso, teasing me up and down each thigh before slipping between my thighs and rubbing his thumb in circles around my clit. I. Finally, thankfully, classes for the day were over. I went to my locker, checked my hair…touched my lips with some lipstick…put all my books, except my English book, in the locker and walked to Mr. Emerson’s room. He was in the back office at a desk and reading something. Maybe he had forgotten about me…I walked into his office and stood there…the light was behind me and I wondered if Mr. Emerson could see the outline of my body through my dress. Finally, he looked up…saw me…smiled, said: .