The k**s were wearing her out. Her husband was always at the firehouse. It was causing stress. She couldn’t spend another day hanging at the pool or...working out at the gym. Though those days had given her that firm body she always wanted while having k**s got her the C cup she desired. As she walked though a store, she heard a voice call her name. As she turned, she didn’t immediately recognize the face. When he walked up and said hello, she realized it was a former student of hers. However, he. "What do you mean 'probably'; what did the Orgasm Queen do after we left?"She sort of sprayed the Navahos with knock-out gas and had us carry them down to the Mistress' new lair. She asked Hannah to stay and I don't think it was to make a recording." So the Navahos are in the hands of The Orgasm Queen and The Mistress of Pain," Ron said in horror."Man that sounds like a scary tag team," John said from his seat next to Ron."Maybe we should go do something," Don said, "before our sisters end up. We angle the backs about 45* giving the perfect display on our hard young bodies. I drop each leg to the sides, showing off a nice spread. The white spandex left nothing to the imagination. I pulled of my kicks, giving one a quick whiff—then tossed them over to Mr. Wilson. Shooting at glance over to Jamie and a wink, I signified it was time to start the show.I pick up my water bottle freshly filled with Mr. Wilson's lemonade. I sucked a long drink from the straw, then poured a bit down my chest. I don't want to kill her though, so only leaves lifting the curse. I probably over-reacted when I put it on her anyway. An unending curse, just for fucking Lancelot behind my back? It was a bit much, but honestly I thought she'd reverse it before the Renaissance even hit full swing."I tried to say something, but it only came out as an incoherent baby gurgle.Merlin stepped closer and brushed my blanket aside with his hand. I was helpless, unable to do anything but watch and listen as he closed.