"Grandmother! Use the cloak!" It was all she could do and then the feeling of power faded and she staggered with the strain of her effort."WHAT HAVE Y...U DONE? That is not possible!" Bemalin said."She had done her part of what she had to do! Look!" Roger said as he walked into view.Veronica had gathered herself and then turned to the Bemalin with her, "Bemalin! I am a Chaplin of the Order of Christ. You cannot force me or order me! You have no hold over me!" She said with a calm voice. The. For a while, it was fun to just tease and dream of what it would be like. She would never actually act on any of these contacts, or so she thought. Then she replied to Emmitt, a local BBC-type, married, two kids. He was not like the others. No immediate come-on line about what he could do for her, not even any pictures. He wanted to know about her. What were her interests? What were her goals in life? They had general discussions about life’s trials and tribulations, his as well as hers. She. “I’m sitting on your lap and your not even hard.” She mumbled into my neck. “Well that’s because my sister is crying. Why would I get hard when you’re not happy?” I responded suppressing my laughter. She pulled her head away from my neck and looked at me through red, tear filled eyes. She sniffed and dried her eyes on her forearm trying to get control of herself. “There that’s better.” I said brushing a loose lock of hair out of her eyes. “I’m sorry Tim.” She sniffled. “For what? You. He was all sweaty and I noticed his huge bulge for the first time! That scene triggered the woman in me!Heat began to form inside my body. I must have stared at it for almost 5 minutes. I soon went and had a shower and forgot what happened.That night, I decided to approach my son to talk about his marriage. But he was angry hearing my words and he said he wanted to give me everything his father couldn’t. Hearing this, I gave him a motherly hug, but I felt his hand slightly pinched my ass!I.