"H-Huh?"As his manicured fingers moved through the far-too-long strands, panicgripped the boy. "Wh-What's going on!?" He shrieked in a voice far toohi...h and girly to be his own.The witch rose from her seat. Thankfully she'd shifted her spell quicklyenough to avoid any of the other patrons overhearing Ash's little cry.Still, it was clear it was time for her to directly address the three;with them fully beneath her powers, there would be no risk of anyadditional slip ups like that.She giggled as. Carl Zweig inhaled the exotic perfume which drifted up from her. He shook her arm off and reached around her waist, pulling her against him as they walked to the elevators. His cock was pulsing slowly. He let her tit rub against his side as they walked past the small crowd of guests who wandered through the lobby. Several men he was acquainted with smiled and nodded their approval of his pick-up. They were salesmen, like Carl, who knew the importance of a good fuck at night before an important. Chacha – Julee ! Main nahi jaanta ki maine tumhare sath chudai karke sahi kiya ya galat, par tum jaanti ho ki main tum se pyar karta hun.Main – Chacha ! Ye baaten phir se shuru mat karo. Main kewal itna jaanti hun ki jab main chudai ke liye bechain thi to aap wo insaan the us samay jis ne mujhe sachha pyar diya aur mujhe kisi galat haathon me padne se bachaya. Mere liye aap ne apni shadi nahi ki. Jindgi ke is mod par main bina kisi shikayat ke aap se sachha pyar karti hun.Chacha ne mera chumban. “Maybe we need to have a ‘contentious topic of the week’ at each clinic?” he suggested. “Something that will provoke discussion, and make them think about things.”I thought it was a good suggestion; and we started to make a list of possible discussion topics. I suggested that for Thursday’s clinic, we talk more about sorting and searching; and I prepared a brief outline of what we could cover.“Well, today we will continue what we were talking about in the last clinic about sorting,” I said,.