I flush and don't know what to do. I don't even know if I like it. But I don't stop him. He goes on with his hand, moving it all around my leg. He wan...s to feel me, he squeezes it and moves up and up. His hand has now reached my crotch and I can feel it moving towards my cock. I realise I have an erection. I can feel his hand on my cock now, he moves it from top to bottom, as to check how big is it. His hand goes down to the base of my cock and more, he has now reached my balls, I can feel his. She held out her hand to the chair invitingly.Sophia hesitated, but smiled weakly as she looked at Marilyn's sympathetic expression. She turned toward the empty seat and hung her head in an exaggerated manner as she plopped herself down."How do you always know?" Sophia asked."It's a mystery," Marilyn responded with an unwavering smile, "so... what cloud is raining on your beautiful spirit today, love?" It's this girl," Sophia began."Ah, so you've finally accepted that part of yourself," Marilyn. “What am I supposed to do?” I asked. “The promise I made to you ... What is it?”Heather looked at me, shaking her head. “I can’t tell you.”I breathed, a tremulous act. Can’t tell me? I opened my mouth to plead, but then realized that I’d get no more information about it from her. Don’t waste any more time, fool!The remaining seconds dwindled down to double digits... “You better go,” I urged, my voice hardening. “Because I’m about to change my mind about everything.”She nodded sadly and got into. .”“Isn’t it obvious to see what we desire?” Mirarina asks.“Obvious what we hunger for?” Mirarena presses.“Hunger for,” Penelope repeats. “Desire?”Oh no... well, it’s better than being eaten.“We won’t bite,” Mirarena says.“Unless you disappoint,” Mirarina grins.“I don’t disappoint,” the witch counters with a sincere smile.I can attest to that.“You’re lucky Charybdis didn’t eat you,” Mirarina says.“Or that the sharks got you,” Mirarena says, scooting closer and placing her hand on the witch’s.