What next? Laura asked herself as she rubbed her hands over her very tender rump. But her thoughts changed from speculation to apprehension when he re...urned with a black cloth in his left hand."I'm going to blindfold you for a while." He said, while covering her eyes and tying a knot in the cloth.She couldn't see a thing. Taking her hand, he led her around to the edge of the sofa. She felt the cushion pressing against her shins."Lie down," he said in a monotone, providing no indication of what. The guys had wanted a stripper, and since they couldn’t have one, they dressed me up like a cock-hungry slut.Well, if that’s what they wanted, that’s what I’d give them. I grinned as I continued sucking on the cock-lolly. I started working it deeper and deeper down my throat. Angela grabbed my skinny biceps, pulling me out of my reverie.“Come on, honey, let’s get you downstairs before that thing gets you pregnant.”Before I could even get all the way down the stairs, the cheers and wolf whistles. She was now stood at the side of me, looking down with her sparkling eyes. I hadn’t realized that she was only wearing one of Marcus’s t-shirts..it barely covered her crotch, probably due to the proportions of her fairly large breasts. Jesus! I could see the shadow of her nipples through the thin material, I averted my eyes and shifted uncomfortably on the chair. “Where’s Marcus? still sleeping?”“Oooh, no” she cooed, “He went out to meet Richard and Ewan..do you know them, his friends from. Her company in researching one style of nappy also helped make the other size better.An email came through recently that got her intrigued. It was a story of someone who'd had their bladder problem cured by magic. She laughed it off at first, but more and more reports kept coming in. It seemed that it took one person to admit something for everyone else to do it too. A magician whose shop moved about a lot, had worked some kind of magic on the person who went to see him, and now the people.