"Essence...essence, what the heck is someone's essence?" Brittany askedherself aloud. "You mean like their DNA?" Sharon asked. "Yeah, that's gotto be...it Sharon give me some of your DNA!" Brittany replied. "Whymine...there's gotta be someone else?" Sharon asked looking a bit upset."Because if this does happen to work I don't want to end up as your cat oryour husband Will, I don't think I'm ready to change that much just yet."Brittany answered. "Fine, whatever makes you happy." Sharon said. If you get a wet spot on the back everyone will know what a slut you really are," he admonished as Brandi tried to pull the skirt down. Mike left the shopping center parking lot and maneuvered the sports car through Friday traffic, heading for the freeway. When not shifting Mike rested his right hand on Brandi's thigh."Um, where are we going?" the girl asked as Mike powered up the on-ramp."To dinner," Mike answered. "Remember, you get to be my slave for the weekend and before I take you home. What I really wanted to be doing was taboo, and I had to control it..Mom, are you still mad at Aunt Ellamae ? he ask out of the blue. Well honey , maybe a little bit.. I answered....Just how did that all get started that night ? I added. " Over a drink of water" he replied. "Over a drink of water" I spoke in wonderment.."Yes she asked me if I would bring her a glass of water. he stated. And I did. And when I went into her room, she was laying on the bed in just her. I wanted to be fucked? How was this? I would want to be the fucker, not the fuckee. She started rubbing her ass into my groin, further inflaming me. The conviction that she was also stimulated, was very strong.Was this the way she capitulated a fight, or a trick, to get me to lower my guard? The erection bulged out my shorts, and making its presence known to both of us. The girl shifted her thrusts to rub herself better. An enticing aroma came from her, that I hoped was due to her own.