‘You’re good to go, then.’‘Thanks.’Jason scooped up our coats, and we nodded our thanks to the technician before we left.I waddled, these da...s, and often with a hand at the small of my back. I was big, elephantine, and having trouble sleeping at all. Junior—whether junior was a he or a she—was bent on moving at least one of my kidneys and quite possibly my liver in order to get more comfortable. I was not unhappy, but I certainly was tired.‘Let’s go home,’ I said to Jason. He’d taken my hand. ”“That’s great Little Tom. I know the twins will be tickled too. We’ll have a big time all afternoon ... see ya then.”Hoot drove on home quietly, he didn’t want any complaints about his loud pipes from the sleeping neighbors.He rolled into his Dad’s shop with just enough room to get out between the little cars. His Harley was backed in to the side near the door. His wheel collection sure was taking up a lot of room in his Dad’s shop.Hoot flipped the light on in the shop, looking at his little. His lascivious thoughts had been rewarded by an interested glance, followed by a blush and a flustered look before she scurried away.Yeah, I gotta be careful about that. The tone of his thought, however, suggested he wanted to be anything but careful.He was not at fault, so he believed. The energy from the spell was still raging in his head, begging to be used. It only exacerbated his desire for control.Yeah, don't worry, I'm not gonna be stupid, Richie thought for the benefit of his. "No! I'm not some porn star or prostitute to be ordered around." She said annoyed at his behaviour today. "You're, right I'm sorry, you did what I wanted now it's my turn to return the favour, what do you want me to do for you?" he asked, he couldn't allow it to all fall apart after one night. "Ok then, first off you can suck the taste of my arse off your finger as you seem so obsessed with it." "With pleasure." He put the finger in his mouth and sucked it, it didn't taste half as bad as he.