"Don't worry, Carol dear." Mom smiled and pulled out a series of boxescontaining a new wardrobe. Slipping white pantyhose over her pinkpolished toes, ...lack four inch, open toe heels, black hip length mini skirt, ared turtle neck and white unbuttoned sweater. "It looks wonderful." Now for work," Angela said as they went to the car."Work? The new Carol stood, stunned."That's right, dear." Angela said as she lead the way to the car and helpedCarol into the passenger seat. "You'll get use to. A picture on the coffee table confirms this conclusion, as it shows a picture of Persephone in an old black and white picture. Sensing her enter the room from behind him, Paul turned to greet her.Glancing at the picture Persephone said, "Very few of my kind like pictures, as it leaves a visual record of our existence. I myself have posed for a number of pictures and paintings, though I always buy the finished product just to be safe. You might say I am a collector of vampiric art, and I have. I almost howled with frustration when she abandoned my cunt.I pushed it aside, concentrating on her, instead. I wanted to taste her so badly, to drive my tongue deep inside of her and let her juices soak my face, I wanted to please her, to push her to the edge, over and over as she had pushed me, delighting as she spilled over the other side, her cries echoing in my ears. I wanted to fuck her ass with my tongue again, while she called me dirty names, her fingers twisting in my hair, forcing me. You'll be around all these hormonal guys in their early twenties who have one thing on their mind. You usually only have one thing on your mind, and it happens to be the same thing – sex. Go fuck your brains out." But, you ... and the kids..." You can owe me some special treat." Even as I said that, I tried to conjure up what kind of special treat I could think of. Nothing came to mind that I wasn't already enjoying.Stacy chewed on the idea for a while. She had a real approach-avoidance thing.