."Eve fought back tears as Jacob spun her around, grasping her arms."Let me go!" Adam, I mean it, I'm real." You're just... silicone rubber!" Don't be...silly bro, its me! You know! Remember that one time I sprainedmy ankle in a fake out? And you helped me limp all the way to my car,got me an icepack and drove me to the doc?"Suddenly, "Jacob" returned. In voice and in myriad little ways, thefigure in front of Eve ceased being Katie in a mask. Instead stoodJacob, Adam's best friend and secret. And it could no longer, in any way, be called an accident since it was so meticulously planned. But it was always a woman who was blond, but not too blond; fair, but not overly pale; and whose eyes were the misty blue of a linen flower in spring.There was one other requirement for the woman. Unlike the unfortunate young witch that first time, the woman at the Halloween party had to be someone who wouldn’t be missed. Someone with no family was best, but if they were living by themselves away. In one easy motion I pulled it out and replaced itwith my cock.I fucked her like an animal, shot my load up her ass and then threw herto the ground.She glared up at me and said something in a foreign language. Then shespat at my feet and said, "You fucked up, mister."A couple of meaty paws grabbed me by the shoulders and I turned to facetwo of the biggest men I had ever seen. They easily handcuffed me andthen without letting me pull up my pants, literally dragged me by myballs over to a car. Fiona invited both of the girls to her place for a "wine tasting" of some of the vintage wines mentioned in the article. She told them that she had a great collection of photos of the previous festivals. Of course, it was a white lie but she did have a silly sister-in-law with a large scrapbook of the festival that she often hauled out to bore her dinner party guests with celebrity erotic peccadillos that were for the most part entirely fabricated.A quick stop at the spirits shop and she was.