“You see a girl like me and reach for your weapons. How sad. I’m not sure why I haven’t been able to influence you two directly but to calm you,...I will say that I am still unable to. I appeared here by your consent. Grace says you have questions for me?”“Grace sent you?” Axel said. Had Grace betrayed them to this goddess?“So distrustful,” she said, wagging a slender finger. “No, I am only here to explain myself, not to smite you. I don’t smite.” She said it as if the idea disgusted her.“Can you. He was watching!Well, I'll give him a show, she thought, and squirted the oil over her flat stomach. She worked the oil in, slipping her fingers under the sides of the bikini to spread the shiny liquid over her hips and thighs.Should she be even more daring? She slipped the tips of her fingers under the bikini above her pubic mound and moved them around spreading the slippery oil. She had shaved that morning, leaving only a little triangle of hair above her clitoris. She heard a sharp intake of. Cheryl and I became friends soon after I started dating Lucas. Not reallyclose friends but just seeing each other once in awhile at their house orat our high school. I was a senior and she was a freshman. She was a realcutie and just about the nicest person I'd ever met. Totally sweet andfriendly and we got along well. I liked her. One day when I was at theirhouse getting ready to leave when Lucas was going someplace, Cherylstopped me and asked if we could talk. Of course that was no problem.. The room was filled with 5 stunningly beautiful French women who weredressed to the feminine max! Miss Palermo snapped her fingers and Iimmediately clicked my heels to her. "Ladies please help yourself tosome champagne, the Hors d'oeuvres will be ready shortly. I extendedthe tray to all the women who in turn took a glass. "I must say MissPalermo, you always have the best of everything around here. Thischampagne is exceptional and your servants are so well mannered andelegant." "Why thank you.