A spooky red glow surrounded the burnt wick of my white candle. An acrid stench of sulfur arose as the wick burst in to flame. I looked over at Angel ...ith a slight mocking smile. The crimson glow still twirled around her fingertips. Had I been a ‘normal’ person, I would have run away, screaming in terror. But as Shakespeare says’ ‘What fools these mortals be’, I just smiled mockingly at her. ‘Thanks Angel, What would I do without you?’ I catechized sardonically. ‘You’d get along, I suppose.’. As Timmy began to thrust himself in and out of his twin sister, he cupped and squeezed the small breasts that he now found so incredibly alluring, though he had never given them a second look until minutes before, and Tammy's tight pussy inexorably teased him closer and closer to his release. It wasn't long before the erotic idea and sensation of fucking his sibling became too much for Timmy, and the horny teenager found himself reflexively spurting himself into his twin sister's unprotected. I chose my latest black see-through number. Really short mini, with a plunging neckline and equally low at the rear. Much too young for me but who cares, George liked it and that was the aim. A nice slutty pair of fishnets and heels and no underwear to distract.Mikey drove us over; my shoes aren't made for driving. He likes to drive my Audi TT anyway, so everyone was happy.The car swept into the driveway of their large country home. Steff met us at the door, wearing a stunning red satin. Just then I heard Nancy starting to cry in her room, so I made my way downthere with a bottle. Then I realized she didn't need a bottle, she neededto be changed. I had never changed a diaper before. The smell wasnauseating. I couldn't handle this, then I thought I can change back withCharlotte. With Jason nowhere to be seen I said, "I wish I was StevenTurner." I was suddenly back to being me, sitting in my office staring at paperwork regarding a corporate restructuring that was supposed to save.