As he did so, her noises became more primitive. The “FUCK ME” became a more guttural “FUCK”. Finally this turned into a “Ugh! Ugh!” grunti...g sound. Through it all her eyes had never left mine.I had got hard again, kneeling there. I wanted to shoot a load over her as he fucked her , but my hands were occupied holding her legs wide. So I contented myself with staring into the eyes of my gorgeous wife as she was pinned to the ground, our friend hammering her cunt while she swore and grunted like a. " This is free. I'm here on an academic scholarship. They didn't ask me what I would like." Did they make you take this summer job?" No. But I made my being allowed to stay here a condition of taking the job." So, everyone is happy?" More or less." I can hear my dinner simmering." What you hear is mine simmering. But if you're willing to wait a little, there is more for you in the pail. It's from the new french restaurant in town." Parlez vous francais?" she asked."Oue." She continued in french. The wizard held her until the worst of it passed and she was finally able to speak. "I'm sorry...forgive me... I've no reason to carry on so. What you said is true...all of it, but...but... what difference does it make now? It's over and done. Prue and her husband are finally trying to adopt. They deserve a REAL little girl to call their own."The wizard smiled and winked. "I couldn't agree more Sara. So... how would you like to be that REAL little girl?"Sara's eye went wide and suddenly the. This place looked likean alchemist's shop, with funny colored glass jars and drawersfull of dried up leaves and bark. There was even a stuffedalligator hanging from the ceiling. Toward the back, there was aclosed door, with a little sign: "Madame Metamora, consultationsand healing." "What's this?" I asked. "We offer special services, available nowhere else in thecity," the man replied, "special herbal remedies, instruction inmystical Eastern healing practices, free consultations about.