The obscenity of his words made me jump and squirm, feeling desperately exposed with my legs held wide apart, my cunt exposed by my crotchless panties...for anyone who wanted to look. His words were embarrassingly true. I could feel how wet my cunt was, hot and needy.The man kept talking. ‘The slut likes having her legs spread.’ He spoke a quick sentence I didn’t understand. But even I recognized it as fey magic. I jumped to feel the spell land on me, then started to pant, both excited and scared. ."A lightbulb seemingly went off in mom's head. "Why don't we hide in Aunt Claire's closet? When she goes to her room, closes the door, then goes to her closet, we'll pop out of there and give her a nice little fright. That'll teach her."I smiled. "Now that sounds like a plan."***The next morning, we were ready. Mom and I snuck down the hall like ninjas, careful not to be seen, as we went inside Aunt Claire's guestroom. We couldn't risk being seen by any of the nieces & nephews, because they. I had to do . . . something. ‘You’re right, Oli, I’ve got to act or see a doctor or something. Don’t move out, I’ll think of . . . I don’t know. Tell you what, I’ll call Tanya at work, ask for some time off and stay home tomorrow. Would that be better?’ She looked relieved and we slept together for the first time in over a month, curled up under the comforter like a couple of puppies trying to keep warm in a cold world. In the morning I called my supervisor and asked for two weeks vacation. The. Kher maine uske boobs ko chusa or wo bhee mere shirt ko nikal kar meri cheast ko chumane lagi phr maine dheere dheere uske sare kapde utar diya or usse sirf panty mein hee rakha to wo sarmane lagi mein bola kee ab kyon sarmati ho tab boli kee mein panty nahee kholungi jiju tab maine usse kaha kee mat kholna par maze to le lo tab boli kee haan or mere bhee underwear chod kar sare kapde khol diye or dono lipat lipat kar maza lene lage tab maine kaha kee tum mere lund ko chuso to usne mana kar.