Sherman continued on, “she tells me that you have a very, very large erection and that it has become the focal point of her whole life!!!” Now tur...ing three shades of red, Steve replied softly, “I-I don’t know about that, ma’am, but I do try to make her feel good when we’re together!!!” “I’m glad of that,” Mrs. Sherman responded, “and for that reason, I want to ask you a favor!!!” “Anything,” Steve replied quickly, just happy that the tone of the conversation had turned in his favor, “what is. . Well, any kind of sex?"I tried to keep my face as blank as possible. Dad shouldn't have revealed that he was reading me, because I was concentrating on making myself unreadable."Oh, now, Timothy." My mom softly scolded him. "He's only fourteen. Maybe he's doing drugs, but I don't think he's having sex." She turned to me. "Although asking if he's kissing her isn't out of the question. We just want to know. For our own sake."If only she knew, I thought to myself. Thinking at a mile a minute so. Melissa pulled off her cardboard wings and did the same. Both of themlooked at each other in an odd way."What's wrong?" Angela asked."How are we going to change back?" Melissa asked.Angela pulled the crystal out of her pocket. It had started glowingagain, but it was still pale in comparison to what it was before. Inonly two hours, the light inside had almost tripled in size."It can't be that much longer," she said, "Why don't you count out yourcandy? I'll make some hot chocolate."They both. They were to take a taxi to the listed motel and go to room 4B. The money was to pay the taxi driver. After 2 hours the taxi dropped them off at a run down motel in the middle of no where. They went to room 4B and knocked on the door. An African-American female with huge breasts opened the door and told them to enter. As the entered they saw a gorgeous female standing in the middle of the small room wearing a black leather cat suit, black boots and a whip hanging from her belt. She told.