The smell of a woman has always been so important to me, even before the powers. Not the perfume, or the body washes or lotions, none of that fruity s...it, but the pure animal smell that is woman. It’s like a drug. If it’s wrong then it’s a total turn-off and there will never be a chance with whoever it is. I don’t care if Elizabeth Hurley comes crawling on all fours, naked and covered in honey, begging to be fucked. If she smells wrong it will never happen. I inhaled the perfume of her body and. When I grabbed for the delicious apparel it seemed to leap onto the floor leaving me staring quizzically. Taking two steps forward a flash of red darted just out of reach followed by the musical peal of your laughter from upstairs. A tiny red light aglow on the camera ball perched on top of the computer revealed the depth of your silly prank. I was being watched. The panties snaked up the staircase riding each riser like a flowing stream running in reverse. I could only laugh and follow the. Petersen's desk while they waited for the room to clear!!! He looked up from his paperwork and asked, "What can I do for you two girls?!?" Uh, Mr. Petersen," Becky said sweetly, "both Dana and I are having trouble with those proofs you assigned last night, do you think you could give us a little help with them, we'd really appreciate it!?!" Becky made sure she bent over just enough to give her teacher a good view of her ample chest through and opening in her partially unbuttoned blouse, and. "Well except I probably won't sleep with Patrick. Well and you of course." Why not?" said Grace with a wicked smile."Because you're my aunt," I said. "I don't think it would be right." I was just joking sweetie. I know."I thought I detected a little disappointment on her face but I just let it go."I'm heading up to bed," I said. "I'll leave you to your self pleasuring again. Thanks for the advice." Anytime sweetie. I love being able to help you."I trudged up to bed expecting to be up all night.