I readjusted my focus on the spyglass, and my entire field of vision was filled with a blazing orange iris. “Field Marshal Peter Shordian,” the Da...k Queen said, “it is rude to spy on a woman.” I slowly lowered my spyglass. I didn’t feel terror; I never did in the face of death. The terror would come later in the form of panic attacks that left me in a puddle of cold sweat. I suspected there wouldn’t be a later for me, so I just nodded curtly to my harbinger. “My apologies, Your Highness. I was. Then I simply became someone else for a while. I rubbed my clit and imagined myself as the daughter of a prostitute. It was an interesting bit of play acting. It was also crazy erotic and harmless.The story line was that the mother and I were a team and worked in a convention town. I was seventeen in the play acting and my mother was forty. We had sex in the same room and even helped each other with difficult customers. It took over an hour to orgasm sufficiently to take the edge of my mood. In. "Yes little one?" I enquired wondering if she'd told someone she shouldn't have."I let Tony have me last night," she said, looking at my face to see how I'd react."Oh Abi," I sighed. "I did warn Tony against such things as unlike me he can make women ... or young girls of a certain maturity, pregnant." You aren't too angry with me?" she asked with pleading in her eyes."No, not angry, not even really surprised, but if you continue to allow him to 'have you' as you put it, there's a terrible risk. " Paul replied. "Then again I never thought I'd see you." Oh, I've had many looks over the centuries but to serve you a dream wish this look is as good as any other." he raised his wand and springled dream dust on Paul. "A Sabrina dream you'll never forget."The next thing Paul knew he was outside a marble school with the word RIVERDALE HIGH over the door. "Why Riverdale not Westbridge?" Paul thought as he remember that in the 2hr pilot the town was the classic comics town name.The inside of the.