Stacy shuddered and groaned and lifted her legs in an unconscious act of desire. Betty slid three fingers into her hole as deeply as they would go and...expertly massaged her inner chamber.Stacy and Helen had broken their kiss and now had their heads pressed together cheek to cheek, breathing heavily and making small sounds of pleasure. One of Helen's hands slid down between their bodies to that cleft of pleasure and found Stacy's little clit. She palmed her mound and let the little nubbin slide. His eyes never leaving mine. As if every inch he moved further up would be the inch that I would stop him. I never thought of him that way. I obviously knew he was a stud but every girl, each summer that went there wanted to get with him. I didn't think I stood a chance so I never tried." The droplets of water ran off his hair onto my exposed thigh. His hands stopped at the waist of my bikini bottom, he shook the rest of his hair over me like a shaggy dog." Oh Lyla," he whispered planting soft. "You have been chosen to fulfill a great destiny." What do you mean?" she backed away. Her active powers may be temporarily on hold but she felt the old man was an incredibly powerful magician."You deserve an explanation. For a long time I have been keeping an eye on witches and warlocks around the world. I felt you had the most potential both magically and had by far the best brain - Both were ideal for my purposes. You just needed a little push and some aid. Would you like something to. "What's so secret about the Hepplinger Foundation?" I can't tell you," she said, almost looking like she wanted to but didn't dare."Can you tell me where you are going?" No."Stymied again."Is this about not being able to trust me to keep a confidence because I'm a newspaperman?" No. I don't want you put in a dangerous spot." Dangerous? How dangerous?" Information can be dangerous, Will. You know that." That means you're going to be in a dangerous situation, doesn't it?" I don't think so. I'll.