Not much of a gracious loser either. She knocked the pieces across the room tghe first time I won, and I made her pick them up. I wasn’t going to ge... on my knees, I’d never get back up.”“How do you know what moves she wants?” Grandma really did roll her eyes then.“Well, when the piece moves from point A to point B, I’m pretty sure that’s what she has in mind. Now shoo, I think I got her this time.” I got a mental image of Miss Agnes concentrating, a frown creasing her forhead. She just barely. At first thin and wispy, it quickly became more dense and rapidly spread to fill the lab. Laura stepped back, wondering just what was happening. But, as the mist enveloped her, the world seemed to "blink," just for an instant, and then suddenly she KNEW. She knew many things. First of all, she knew that the frail, feeble figure, which had solidified out of part of the mist, was the human form of her Lord, the future ruler of the world. She also knew that the young, voluptuous naked woman even. I grabbed my coffee and placing my hand on her shoulder ushered her to sit on the lounge. We sat a little apart and she shuffled herself over until she leant against me resting her head on my shoulder. "You know that me an Flubberguts fight a lot, don't you?"I just murmured, "Mmmm," as it was not something worthwhile commenting upon."Do you know what we're always fighting about?"I cleared my throat, muttering, "No. She won't discuss it and I wouldn't dream of intruding." It's you! Always. What Marie had planned for the weekend was going to be a "girls only" sexually-depraved weekend where Marie and several of her lesbian/bisexual girlfriends were going to play with each other and there were going to be several male prostitutes there to service the women as well. Marie had hired nearly 25 hot sexy male studs to be available when and wherever Marie and her girlfriends called for their hard cocks and their oral services. They were being very well paid for their sexual services, and.