” I said. “I’m wondering, though: Why hasn’t Whyte struck back yet?”“You guys are here.” Helen replied, taking another drink, and puttin... out her cigarette. “He still hasn’t mentioned you, Susan, but he’s already figured out that Troy and Julie know The Thing, too. He tried to play it off this morning as ‘it just now hit me,’ but he had to have come to that conclusion long before now. Between that and knowing I’d have some kind of protection on you all, I think that maybe he’s seen or heard. After what seemed like an eternity of humiliating scrutiny he finally spoke, his voice dripping with contempt, ‘You will get on your knees before me and beg for the privilege of my manhood in your undeserving muggle mouth.’ Before she could even wonder what a muggle was she became aware of a small voice that sounded hollow and distant. It took her a while to recognize that it was her own voice sincerely pleading with him to allow her to taste him. Inside she felt disgust as that particular act. We sat a nd drank and talked for about an hour when she hbent down to hand me abeer out of the fridge which we refilled with what was left in the box , When she did,. I looked at her beautiful ass , and and noticed she was wearing a thong as I sen part of it when she bent over, I guess i was busy stareing at her ass when i herd her say hey , hun i snaped out of it , yes I replied , heres your beer, oh i took and she looked at me and smiled did you like what you saw. I blushed mmm what do. It wasnt a half-bad mixture. Since she was wearing a skirt, the only thing in between her wet pussy and my groin was her quickly dampening panties. I could feel her warmth even through my khakis. I want you, she whispered in my ear, and got off me, pulling me through the crowd and up the stairs to her room. She closed the door and locked it. I only got a chance to look around for a few seconds and notice a theme of purple and a lot of stuffed animals before my pants were down and her hand was.