Anyway over the next couple of days she just drew me little giggles and generally giving me teases by flaunting herself at me which I remember being q...ite timid to it all. None the less I did sometimes fantasise about her as I had my wanking sessions between my sheets with my tissue paper.Then one day my sister called me into her bedroom. I walked in and she told me to come over and sit on her bed which I remember doing so rather sheepishly. She then said outright if I liked to see women in bra. There was someone else. The young ginger haired man. Azalea didn’t know what his name was. Wait… there was one more person. Something he wanted… a… key? ‘A key?’ Azalea whispered into the dark. This is ridiculous. There was no key. False legends embellished by Chinese Whispers. For centuries she’d been pursued for different reasons, but ‘The Key’ was at the top of the list. She rolled onto her back and sighed. The unmistakable metallic smell filled her nostrils. She knew it was her own blood.. I got there and let myself in the back door and I heard her call me into the room. I got naked and walked in and to my surprise her friend Dave was just sliding his cock in her cunt. I could tell she had been sucking his cock because her lips were all swelled up. She told me to sit down and wait because she wanted to make sure I was able to clean her pussy out right after he cum.I found out later that she mentioned it to Dave when he got there and he said he would like to watch me lick her cum. "I don't live in the lamp, that's just what I have to say when I firstcome out, it's part of the spell. I live in Burbank and I write screenplays for a living. Look I didn't ask you a lot of personal questions,I just asked you what your wish was, snap it up, lets go okay?" Is there a limit to what I can wish for?" No, anything goes except I won't kill or help you kill anyone." Can you make someone fall in love with me?" Yes, I said anything goes, can we do this while I'm still.