I handed him the first thing I grabbed and he chuckled, I’d accidentally handed him a pen. So I hand him one of his tools and he nods in appreciatio.... I really hope he’s noticed my position as my desire for him to do something about it is quickly growing. I grab another of his tools and hold it to the inside of my thigh, feeling the cool metal giving me small, gentle thrills. I don’t know what’s going through her head but she’s looking at her monitor and holding a screwdriver to her inner. “Ella, isn’t it?”Ella glanced toward the door to make sure nobody was passing by, and then answered, “Xanella, actually.”The old woman’s eyes widened and she gasped. “So, it’s true?”Ella nodded, and then held up a finger before going to close the door. When she returned to the bedside, she explained, “My great-grandmother is a dryad named Xantina. I asked her about Xantwilla when you said her name.”“Do I have her to thank for bringing me back?”Ella thought that mentioning the fairies might. But this one would be very, very different. I left on the drive on a Wednesday morning and for some strange reason the only thing I could think about was my half-sister Heather. Perhaps I was just horny or maybe it was a real premonition but either way I caught myself repeatedly thinking of how I might seduce her into my bed. About half-way through the day long drive it got so bad that I was actually driving down the interstate with my cock in hand. At any rate, Heather is 15 years younger than. Trevor and i looked at each other, i guess it’s just you and me for a while i said and smiled real pretty at him. i wanted to make him hard, i so wanted his cock in me. i smiled and crossed my legs real slowly, his eyes went to them and for a moment he could see i had no undies on, then i put my hands to my hair and pulled it back, making the thin fabric of my dress show the contours of my small tits, my nipples were hard and a quick glance to his crotch told me he liked what he was seeing. so,.