’ I then stood up and took off my shirt and told him I didn’t want my shirt to cause me to slip again then I took off my shorts too! Mike stood ba...k and just looked at me. I reached out and took his hand and lead it to my pussy then smiled at him and told him he saw all of me last night and I liked him looking at me and said I wanted him to see me again. He just looked at me, I’m sure he didn’t know quite what to do. Then I told my Son let’s try another split again and moved back to the. She slowed to a stop, the air as thick as molasses. “Ooh, that's an annoying one,” she groaned, twisting her body.“Yep,” I winked.Fire exploded around me. I squeaked in shock as my red robe burned to ash and fell of my body. The flames hadn't touched me. She had exquisite control with fire. I hovered naked in the air, frowning at her. Why had she done that. I tightened the air around her and—“Slata's cunt!” I gasped as a thick, tapered piece of wood shoved into my cunt. She had shaped a dildo. ”"All right, let's go."My immediate thought was: hey, wait I didn't mean that as an invitation.Anyway, we both stripped and went down to the water, hanging out for a while and chatting amiably, learning we had quite a few things in common. Phil was African-American, medium height and build and - I couldn't help noticing - a fine looking cock. I realized if Phil were interested I could really go for him. But I didn’t dare risk trying anything, especially out here in the middle of nowhere. You. The only things of which I was sure, was that I did not want to live in a Narco Terror state, nor did I wan't get my ass involved with a DEA or CIA operation. That left only one entity to which I could turn for help. As much as I hated it Swamp Thing could arrange something I could not and something our government lacked the balls to arrange.The problem was I might be aligning myself with one devil to fight another. If Swamp thing sold this to the highest bidder, I could end up working for a.