The first question I had to ask myself was whether I thought that I could safely dispel whatever was causing Hilda's room to be fogged in in an unnatu...al manner. I could try to cast my own circle here in another room of the house and see if I could communicate with the being that seemed to be occupying Hilda's room or I could ward myself strongly and try to pass Hilda's wards. After a moment more of consideration I decided that the wards on Hilda's door should be my starting point.Carefully so. ” I said.“So did you.”“Like I had a choice.”“You know that I often go knickerless under skirts, and so do you. You’re not complaining are you?”“No, just letting you know that you just flashed me.”“You’ve seen it all before, hell you’ve had your tongue in there loads of times.”“And very nice it was too.”By then my butt was on the bedpan and I was about to evacuate my bowels.“Sorry about the stench that I’m about to make Trisha.”“I’ll forgive you Saffy.”I did, and Trisha carried the bedpan away. By the time he had worked his way over to the second nipple, she was realizing just how nice this new thing inside her felt. She spread her legs further apart, pulling her knees up to his sides. Her hips tilted back to invite him deeper. He gladly slid the full length in until his balls where resting on her ass. Here he paused again to allow her to adjust. The discomfort for her was almost gone and she was feeling tingling and pressure in place she did not even know existed. Again she moved her. And it was not until the fourth of July time that the houses started to fill. I was still in my Tent, with my guitar, under a large tree that was actually two trees growing into each her. Yes my family was there too. My sister [might I state here that this is not an incest story] her friend, and my parents. Whom, luckily trusted me enough to give me reasonable freedom, I was 16 after all. And to establish an image for you, I was thin, but not boney, I was 5’5 average weight, I had longish dark.