I am not turned on to the point of cumming, but this is a great feeling nonetheless. Great instincts, Master!On other days, soft, slender fingers reac... down and take hold of me. I always enjoy hands rubbing me. The friction against my sensitive skin – up and down – up and down. Master still rubs me, but I enjoy new hands trying to figure out how to handle me. I love being rubbed from bottom to top – hands meticulously working my entire length, and up and over the ridge to my head. And baby,. ?What areyou doing? What have you done to me???Simple. The clothes make the woman. And you tried them on.??What do you mean???It's an old trick of ours to empower our clothes with our identity. Themore I wear them, the more they get charged with my energy. Over time, allI need to do is slip them on, to counter a glamor spell. But the clothestook you for me.??Aren't you going to change me back? I've learned my lesson, really!? Ihad never spoken truer words then these.?I'm afraid it's not that. "Maggie!" Tony said, trying to retain some sense of normality. "Would you like a cup of tea or coffee?" Tea or coffee? What time do you think it is? Get me a whisky. You still drink whisky, don't you? A Glenmorangie would go down fine." Yes. Yes. I'll get the bottle from the kitchen," Tony said, anxiously looking at his wife. "But first, shall I turn off the computer?" What? And deny me the pleasure of reading the latest opus from the Cream of Sheba? That would never do. Just get me a whisky.. "Thank you," she whispered back, and then more loudly, "Uh, time to get dinner going!" She headed for the ladder."What's on the menu?" Basel called out."A surprise! You like hot and spicy?" Oh, my favorite!"She laughed. "Great!" Uh, Eliana?" Basel called out after she was partway down the ladder, only her head and shoulders above floor level."Yeah?" After dinner, you want to... oh, play a board game or listen to music or something?" Sure! Both sound nice. Let's just see if you survive my.