I mean, it REALLY turned her on, to the point that she could barely contain herself. I was fascinated by this. She couldn’t explain it, just for som... reason it drove her crazy. When she watched me sliding my hands all over Jamie, anticipating what I would do next, it just made Melissa so horny she could barely keep her clothes on.With that in mind, as Jamie and I were cuddled up in the back yard making out, I spied Melissa watching us from over on the patio. I knew exactly what she was. At the end of the dark corridor, where the rough-hewed beams stood low, black with age, the big Swede pushed open a narrow door and tugged me into her dim room. I ducked my head to follow her. She leaned back to throw the bolt and kissed me again while I was bent over, letting me feel her body as she brushed past, rubbing a shoulder and hip against me before putting her cold mouth on mine and the tip of her tongue on my lips.Her board-paneled room felt like an old cistern though it smelled some. My cousin still unaware of my presence was shouting at Seema. I went near him. His back was facing me. I patted on his shoulder and he turned to look back. I punched him hard on his nose. He fell down and in no time, blood started to flow from his nose. His mom came to his side and he covered his bloody nose and stayed silent. Seema came with a bag of clothes. She was her husband on the floor and blood oozing but she pretended as if she didn’t see anything. I held her hand and bought her out.. “This is John Greene’s daughter, or at least that’s what it looks like. She is fake, since we cannot harm the innocent. But he doesn’t know that. What better way to get revenge than to torture his daughter in front of his eyes before you send him to hell?” Genius. I only nodded, snapped my fingers, and shook them awake. I quickly reverted to my 14 year old form so that John would recognize me. When he saw me, he paled. “Where am I? I thought I killed you? What’s happening?”I turned around, and.