He closed his eyes, not wanting to see what a 70-year-old woman looked like down there. She kept on talking."Do you know how witches work? We serve ...other Earth - that's why I have my garden. And Mother - well, she needs to be fed."The woman wasn't making any sense, but that wasn't what Chuck was focused on. The very ground around his body was shifting, getting warmer, creeping and scraping against his flesh, enfolding his limbs, separating them, compressing them in rolling waves.From human. " he hissed, wriggling his fingertip against the embedded balls to make her groan agreeably to his character assessment. "But you're not just any slut are you?" he continued, pushing in and out of her hot hole."No." she panted, feeling her clit throb harder as his probing finger pulled her panties tightly onto the sensitive nub of flesh. "I'm your slut." That's right, today you're my slut, my play-thing, my fuck-toy." he said hoarsely, emphasising each word with a thrust of his finger before. After the pain and trouble I went through getting my head screwed on straight, I didn't need the bullshit. And she was full of it ... and she lied to me ... maybe.Sins of omission count when you've been kidnapped ... even if it was by accident. If Tom hadn't decided to mark his territory that night I wouldn't have been washing the cat pee off the watch fragments. If I'd have dropped the watch when it suddenly got almost hot while cold water was running on it and its innards, I'd still be going. “Oh have you now, Jane does not know when to stop talking I think,” said Mike, everyone laughed except Jane.“Erm I don’t talk about you that much,” Jane said “I just talk about Kate and you pop in the conversation everyone now and again."Everyone was still laughing at this point.“No, no,” Penny said, “I have head some from my step-daughter Eve too."'Eve,' Mike thought to himself, the name rung a bell but he had hundreds of students. Then it occurred to him, it must be Eve Taylor who was in his.