Dave closed the bedroom door and sat down on the bed beside Molly, making sure his robe stayed tightly tied and closed."What makes you think we were a...l in your Mom's room last night?" I'm sixteen years old, Uncle David. I'm not a kid and I'm not an idiot." I didn't say you were. You're a very intelligent, young woman."Molly turned to David, a smile on her face. "I heard you all." What did you hear?" I heard Mom begging you to fuck her." I don't think your mother would approve of such. Icatch myself actually staring at his crotch when hewalks past my desk, wondering if it’s really as big asthey claim it is. I wonder, is it cut or covered withforeskin. I fantasize about putting my hands around itand then taking it into my mouth and sucking on ituntil he shoots his load into my mouth and down mythroat.” As John was talking about his dreams, the doctornoticed that his breathing had increased and that therewas now a prominent bulge in his pants, as his cock gotharder. “Why did you …?” I could feel her pussy clamped tightly around the middle of my dick, squeezing it in time with her breathing.“Because I’ve waited long enough. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, but I’ve always been too chicken.” She sighed into my shoulder. Then she sat up, still partially impaled on my hardness. She winced. “I needed you inside me. I just didn’t realize that it would hurt this bad.”“Oh, Beck, I’m sorry. If I had known how much it …”She leaned down and kissed me. “I’m not. That's why we had Cindy keep an eye on you.She's the newest member of the coven."Cindy smiled at me in reply. "He told me he has a photographic memory."Ms. Lester nodded. "That's probably what gives you your immunity." So," Ms. Hammond began again, "the problem is, what do we do withyou?"It was a good question. If I was immune to the spell, they couldn'tjust turn me into a girl, and they couldn't make me forget. I didn'tthink they would kill me, but I wasn't sure.Ms. Lester grinned. "Maybe we.