But to find herselftrapped in a world full of dolls, whether we were willing participantsor not, ate at her like a slow cancer.With a yawn, she asked,..."What time do you think it is?" I shrugged,then realized just because I could picture her clearly up there, doesnot mean she would be able to see me, "I'm not sure. It's still a bitdark. I suspect it is before six?" It was a much a question as astatement. There were no watches or clocks here. "Wonderful," was heranswer, although she didn't sound. " With his cock still inside me, he started to talk. "Well, you remember how I said that clothing was optional in my home……" 　 It all started when I was sixteen years old. My mother was a beautiful woman with long, sexy legs, a tiny waist, and large titties that stood straight out from her body like two missile nosecones. It was always easy to tell when my mother was horny because her body became feverishly hot and flushed a deep pink from head to toe. Her nipples became so swollen that it. ..” Emma started.“Yup.”“With Hanna? The man-hating trainer?” Zoe whispered.“I sure did.”“What are you gonna do to her?” Tricia wanted to know.“Make her say that safeword,” I said confidently.“You think you can?” Zoe said skeptically.I smiled and thought about what I had at my disposal. “I can make a dog sing like a canary with enough time to figure out what pressures irritate them.”“You think you have enough time to figure it out?” Emma asked.“People are like books. I seem to be able to read. She was happy that she had angered him. How dare he try to control her! Spying Trina’s voodoo grimore, she opened it, thinking that the answer to her dilemma would lie somewhere in the pages. Page after page, she searched for just the right spell. Eventually, she came across a banish spell, but it required the use of sex magic. Odin and Marie were at the hospital with Trina, and Colt had abandoned her. Where was she going to find the partner needed? Perhaps, it was time to consult with Emily.