"Let's try it another way," she grinned."Right on," Bobby leered... She eased him down on his back. His eager cock stood up stiff and aimed at the cei...ing, thick streams of juice dribbling down the blue veined shaft. Janet couldn't resist dipping her head down for a taste. She lapped up the salty rivers of cream, and Bobby shivered with excitement. When she'd cleaned his cock, she threw a leg over him and climbed aboard.Right away Bobby knew he was going to love fucking in this position. The. .." he began."I don't sleep with women," snapped Yvonne. "You know that. Plus, incase you've forgotten, Mrs. Harding hasn't given you permission for sex.There's been no memo, has there?"Yvette shook his head. Then he said: "But you've just been... fucked.Did you have permission?" I don't need permission from Mrs. Harding or anyone else for sex withother people from other offices. Only with you." Yvonne scowled butsuddenly grinned at her husband as an idea occurred to her. "Of course,neither do. She mixed in the brown sugar, butter, flour, and chopped nuts.Then she stirred in the spices: clove, nutmeg, and cinnamon. She waitedfor the contents of the pot to boil and turned down the flame. Addedsome water. In a matter of minutes, the little kitchen was filled withan aroma almost as delicious and satisfying as a wedge of the finishedpie itself.While she waited for the compote to simmer down, she went to the fridgeand removed the ball of cling-wrapped dough she'd prepared a. It was glowing blue in a long thin test tube. "What is it?" She asked. "It's what I've been working on the last few days. It should protect you while im gone." Vlad replied. "Okay but what does it do? Its not gonna change me in any way is it?" She said in a worried tone. "No it won't do anything until you're under attack." Rachel nodded and popped the lid off. She hesitated for a moment but drank the vial in one go before coughing heavily. Vlad stood their laughing and took the tube from her..