Now, if it's from me or it's simply a random anomaly, I do not know. I leaned over him, brushing my breasts against him quite by accident, cleaning o...t the wounds. "Are you here to visit a wife or anyone in particular?" "No, I just came home to see my dad," he answers. "There's no one else." "I see," I brush his crotch again as I attempt to straighten. His hand grabs my chin, preventing me from standing. His grip is firm, but not painful. His lips meet mine lightly, and somehow he. Ten minutes? Okay, thanks." A final time he took her in his arms and they danced, Sarah feeling every bit like Cinderella at the ball. Unfortunately, however, it was approaching midnight and she had no glass slipper to leave behind.The song ended and hand in hand they left, again the center of everyone's attention as they exited the prom.The evening breeze felt cool and refreshing."I... I've been thinking about something all evening," she said when they were alone."Oh?" Yes, I... I... I don't. He was dressed in traditional Haiti grab. Or so he said it was. To me he looked as if he was wearing a grandmother's MUU-MUU. He wore a pointy cap and was covered in beads made of alligator bones. He smelled of incense. This alone made my head spin.Anyway he had a little suitcase with ingredients. You know the usual voodoo priest stuff. Swamp water, nutria eyes, frog lips, alligator tongue. This is the usual voodoo priest fare. He introduced himself to me as Dr. Boudreaux. Then he went into my. He was kind of vain about his looks. He was attractive and was in love with himself.Eileen made her curfew which was twelve o’clock. Eileen was not too into her curfew which she thought was dumb for somebody who was eighteen. Eileen was dropped off and she walked into her house.Zane was waiting up for her in the living room. He must not have heard Eileen walk in. He was sitting in the living room watching porn and jacking off. Eileen could not believe how big his cock was.He was moaning.