In all honesty, when I attempted to wean my two Jewish females away from their God, I found that they over-rode all my arguments with a logic that dis...ayed me no end and led me to read the passages of the Holy Book closely to see why I had not persevered in my goal of converting them to Christianity. It was a frustrating affair and when I explained to the good priest who was a chaplain for our cohort, he was overly amused with my concern."My son, you must realize their religion is even older. She was nevergood at being coy."You must have some power because you stole my heart."Penny looked up at her, confused. "Excuse me?'"Stole my heart. Witch. Get it?"There was a heavy silence between them. Penny squinted at Nadia, tryingto read her, to understand her. Nadia went blank. Something in her minddidn't make sense. She set up the joke. She was talking about magic andthen talked about stealing. That's what they did, right? She felt thefloor give out from beneath her. Vertigo took over her. The servant allowed him entry, but explained in a thick Scot accent that her mistress had left quite early without a word of where she was going or when she would return, offering a seat in the parlour and a cup of tea if the gentleman wished to wait. Benjamin declined, instead requesting he be notified on Audra's return, handing the woman his card before stepping out into the chill October sun.Audra woke suddenly, just as the last glimmer of sunlight extinguished in the west. She did not know. I had perfect breasts. I would thrust them into Daddy’s face.He would be putty in my hands.My brother’s footsteps reached the second floor, creaking above as he headed towards our parents’ bedroom. I unzipped my skirt and let it drop to a puddle of pink around my lithe legs. I shivered, more cum leaking out of my asshole. I shifted my hips and felt utterly free. I was naked. Naughty.I was a nubile, teenage temptress.I sauntered towards my daddy’s office. My breasts bounced and swayed. My hips.