“Alright, you caught me there,” Bastian laughed. “But how about you? Have you really been so pure the whole time?”“Well, a lady should remai... silent about such matters,” Michelle teased him. “However, I only want to emphasize – purely theoretically, of course – that using one’s imagination to do certain things is way harder than looking at porn.”“If you say so,” Bastian said and smirked. “Anyway, tell me about the village. Where are you right now? How is it there?“Well, it’s like we have dived. Betty mimicking the blondes position kept her fantasy in line with what she was witnessing in the movie. Indeed the young blonde would have passed for being a daughter of Bettys so Betty to spice up her imagination and fire up her horniness imagined she was the blondes mother and this was her daughters boyfriend who had called around only to be seduced by his girlfriends mother. Betty tried to scan her mind of all the similar looking boys who resembled that olive skinned handsome lad who was. At the same time her fingertips were just moving all over Ann’s magnificent body. When they broke their kiss, Ann just stayed where she was, relishing the sensations Cara’s fingers were creating on her body as she just snuggled close.With Ann snuggled close, Cara returned the conversation to the earlier subject. Thinking out loud she said, “If you’re Ali Clifford’s sister, you’re also related to the Bradleys and the Taylors in New York, I guess, aren’t you?”“Andy’s granddaughter, Caitie, was. "Mr. Abramson, I don't--"Kevin waved a hand, trying to finish while he still had some composure."I've done the research. Medical science barely had options for Sandy, butfor me? There's nothing. Nothing except the stories about your store. I knewit was a shot in the dark: the stories were so outlandish, but I had nothingelse. I've been to dozens of malls over the last few weeks, and...and hereyou are!"The Wizard sighed. "Mr. Abramson, the people who come to my shop...they'renot typically good.