“Just wait here. I’ll quickly change and get you another glass. I’m really sorry,” I said as I moved towards my bedroom. I knew he’d follow ...e, and he did exactly that. I stood in front of my mirror and dried myself with a towel. I could see him peeping through the door through the mirror, but he was unaware.He opened the door slightly and now was standing right behind me, looking at me, drying myself in front of the mirror. I could see the bulge in his pants. I decided to play a little prank. Michael's stomach was knotted. Hefought back the momentary urge to leap to Judy's aid. Sitting cold and nakedin a room full of larger, clothed tormentors made the thought of resistancedifficult to entertain for more than a moment. A quick glance at the othersrevealed that they were all acting the same way, perched forward on theirchairs, hands over their genitals, sorry for Julie but glad that it was notthem up there.Julie bent over, still facing the group."No, Julie. Turn around. Let your. And lifted. He came up from the ground, hands dropping to try and break my hold. But I had him aloft and was fighting to squeeze the life out of him. He twisted and almost broke free. But I hung on. He gasped. I have you now, I thought. Cunt.He squirmed against me, succeeded in wrapping his legs around my waist. I felt his erection pressing against my belly. Dropped my weight into horse stance and maneuvered the point of my own so it was directly below his body. Like a spear. I wanted to impale. .. Neil O'Donnel, your former husband."Two things immediately came to Sandra's mind. First off, he clearly mustbe magic if he can identify her ex without her saying anything.Second... that rat got everything she wished for too? What the hell kindof deal is that!?"The choice is your's, sayyidatee. Make your wishes..."Sandra frowned and thought carefully. She wasn't about to wish for moneyor fame if that prick was going to get it too. Maybe she could wish forbelongings? After all, it's not like.