I nodded at the audience and gave Michelle a last smile before I walked off stage.Ms. Smith hugged me tightly and kissed both my cheeks hard."God, you...re so fucking beautiful," she whispered into my ear.It wasn't me.I couldn't help smile when I was near Michelle.The details don't matter, not to me.Samantha Jones was envious of the five minutes I raised Michelle above her, so what?Michelle's ex-boyfriend was a junior and a hulking brute of a football star with jealousy running through his veins. Her new bottle of lubrication was near at hand. She bathed her fingers fully with the cool liquid and when she tickled her son’s anus with one of them, he shivered with delight.“Kiss me, mom,” Susan heard her son say earnestly.She reached up and held her face close upon his. She could feel his nervous breath upon her skin, his lips waiting for hers in anticipation of a familiar intimacy. But instead of the usual affectionate kiss, she slipped her tongue inside his mouth, and pressed her wet. “Yes, I can agree to that. Too many cooks spoil the soup,” she told me with a smile.“All right, I will contact Agent Hill at 10:30 and advise him of our decision. We will arrange for when and where they will give us the information that they have. If they are less than truthful with us, I will use my special talent to draw the information out of them,” I told her.“Aren’t you worried that they will be able to trace your call and identify where we are?” she asked.“Not with my control of the. Black boots.” “What were you wearing?” “Well… some kind of latex stuff… And a cap just like the soldiers wear in the old soviet movies!” “Wow, sounds sexy… And what were these clowns doing?” “They were chasing me around a haunted town. And they had their cocks out. They were huge, like long black snakes. I was running in my high heeled boots but I couldn’t get away, so I was screaming like hell! I fell on the ground many times but they were chasing me so I had to get up and run for my.