“Well, so much for that idea,” she thought with a small sigh of disappointment as the six fans waved good-by and shuffled merrily towards the back...exit.Suddenly a gold painted wand filled Emma’s vision. “I’m here to get my wand cleaned,” the much older fan said from underneath a white, bushy mustache. At first her now rampant libido had made her forget what she was supposed to be doing but after a moment of concentration her professionalism kicked back in and she remembered what she was. " I know. She told me why she was doing it. I'm still having a hard time accepting the change in her. Did you know that in high school she was considered a prude? She was voted the girl most likely to still be a virgin at forty and here she is whoring out of a motel room and doing gangbangs at bachelor parties. God, no one in our old crowd would believe it even if they saw it." I'm having a hard time believing it and I'm part of it. Well, if you're serious I'm sure that we can get you started. .. stuff."Rhea sighed and threw the DVD in the bin. "Well whatever you need to sort your life out do it, but please don't leave that disgusting filth in my daughter's bedroom."Andy sucked in a deep breath. "I didn't. But you can't blame me if she comes across it," he shouted waving his arms aggressively. "I am not the bloody parent, she is not my responsibility or maybe you have forgotten that?" Andy spat at his sister and then immediately regretted it. She didn't deserve it.Rhea went to. A sense of utter despair washed over him—how would he ever face her again? She probably thought that he is some sort of sexual deviant; or worse, his dangling appendage had revealed him a freak. He racked his brain in an effort arrive at a solution for how to mend the situation, but the trauma blocked him from thinking clearly. Eventually, he dozed off, still smarting from the humiliation.He had a fitful night of sleep. His dreams were mired with vivid images of Mrs. Thomas recoiling when her.