" Oh another one of 'those' stories," Amy laughed, feeling excitement coursing through her already."Yep. Thursday night, I had a date with Reggie. It ...tarted out rather normal. He ate me, I sucked him and then he fucked me, all the normal stuff," she laughed. Then Jill stopped and closed her eyes and sighed. "God can he fuck." Come on!" Amy said excitedly."Well, after he had fucked me to two or three climaxes-I can't remember now-he flipped me over. I thought he was going to fuck my pussy. Suddenly there is a bright light surrounding her and she hears a voice in her head."I am granting you a very powerful gift Ms. Quinzel. In the simplest of turns, it is a godly penis. It has many powers, whomever you use it on will greatly enjoy it and feel pleasure, as will you. The smell of it can overpower some wills, and the semen you produce will be addictive and have its own powers. You choose what powers to use. It can make a one get larger breasts or hips or buttocks, or whatever you so. Her infamous sex drive dropped to zero in a week. In a month, she didn’t want to be touched at all and even my blowjobs stopped.I was at a fitting in the costume shop for my next show—a musical comedy in which I was a gangster. That included a black pinstripe double-breasted suit, black shirt, and white tie, and various gangster accoutrements and places to hide them in my costume. Ashland isn’t known for musical comedy and if you haven’t figured this one out, ‘Brush Up Your Shakespeare.’ I’d. Not for myself, but you, Mom and Mrs. Earle. Mona did not succeed in the end did she? I mean she died a few days before it was expected." No, we knew she was going to die that day. The doctor told us the day before. She didn't know herself." Why, I wonder. Why did she want to commit suicide?" She wanted you to get on with your life as soon as possible. She felt this way as soon as she was told she was going to die." This is awful. She was so wrong." Maybe, but you never got onto it because she.