" Huh? What're you talking about?" Look where the computer was! And whatever you do, don'tleave your pentagram!"Bob turned back to peer through the gl...om at the center ofthe other pentagram. His eyes had begun to adjust to thedarkness and he made out a swirling red tinged figure wherehis computer had been only seconds before. It was in constantflux like a swirling gas, yet appeared to be solid. It hadthe general outline of a person, but there was nothing humanabout it."What the hell is that?". " Why 'poor Samantha'?" I asked."Because her business manager swindled her out of most of the money she made from her films, and she really didn't handle the fading of her looks very well." What happened to her?" I asked."I'm not sure. I heard she spent some years travelling the world, but what happened to her after that is anybody's guess."She put the tray down on the table and Cate and I reached eagerly for our mugs of tea. And they were our mugs. Mrs Ellaby had ordered three mugs with our. She smiled down at him "Take it from me. You're not gay." Then sheshrugged. "But you might be bisexual."Then she leant forward again, taking her weight on her arms, and started topump her bottom up and down, milking his member. He started to moanwith pleasure, and she leant further forward, to stifle his cries with hermouth.It wasn't long before he peaked, and she could feel his member pumpingout his warm fluid into her vagina. Vicky broke the kiss. "Yes," shewhispered, "definitely not. She was lying on her side with the covers thrown back. Her nice big ass was showing because her night gown was around her waist. Instantly my mind went back to when I was 16 years old. I was looking at this same bed, my mom in the same position, except she was snuggled up behind my dad. She had her fingers wrapped around his hard cock. They both were very sound sleepers and I knew they wouldn’t wake up. I stared at her nice ass, my cock hard as a rock. I used to drive home from school as fast.