Understood?”“Yes, Ma’am,” I said reflexively. Her tone was just like Jess’ ... Her eye brows raised, but she said nothing.She ran her finger...tips down my chest, stopping at my waistline. Then her hand slid back up and underneath my shirt. Her soft touch raised goosebumps on their way up.Her fingers stopped at my nipples; her thumb and forefinger lightly tweaked them and I swallowed hard but didn’t move.One of her hands stroked along the left side of my torso while her other hand slipped. There is one thing I have to say about owning and running your own shop, in this case I rent clothing, tuxedos, gowns and all the stuff that goes along with them. This is in addition to being a small consignment store with a range of articles from the regular, mundane and everyday; to the downright exotic…I still shake my head each time I gaze upon the suit of Roman armor on the mannequin, wondering if it ever will sell.My very own little portion of the world, the fantastic, and hopefully, to. That's more than enough time for me and my girls to teach you a well-deserved lesson." At this point all Dee Dee, Tiffany and the other girls in the room could do was stare in stunned silence at the scene unfolding before them. Rhiannon stepped away from the Enchantress in Ebony's body. Her own form was still grossly distorted, her belly and breasts almost impossibly huge. "The first thing I have to do is channel all of the energy you've just deposited in me." She clenched her fists, and. Now just turned 18 hethought it was time to go out on the town and see if he could the impressother people and had the idea of picking up older 'cougars' he'd heard somuch about."How hard could it be?" he thought thinking of all the desperate olderwomen out there looking for a younger guy.He chose to look for a club on the other side of town where he felt hecould remain anonymous. But not knowing the area very well, he startedhaving trouble finding the right place. He finally came across a.