“Okay, Marjorie, it’s about to go down.” She bent over to set the drink down and the weight of her body went with the bottle until she was in th... grass. I just stared. So sad. I didn’t know what to do. If somebody found her, she would get kicked out of school for sure. I picked up her alcohol, gin and juice, Everclear, Hennessey, vodka, tequila, small shot bottles, and a bottle of cranberry juice and I threw them in the backseat. I picked up her light body and put her on the passenger side. I. ..the one where I had burned the bum alive to summon her a week ago. Police tape was hanging from the wall. Had the police investigated it as a murder?She pulled me to the wall, her back to it. She looked into my eyes as she started to unfasten my belt and pull down my zipper. I could smell her faint brimstone scent. My cock was getting hard, fast."Demie," I murmured."Fuck me," Demie with Jessica Alba's face commanded. Her clothes vanished and a naked movie star was pulling my hard cock to her. Few days later, after gathering my courage, I found her setting up the dinner table in the dining room while mom prepared dinner. It was a crazy gamble with high stakes.Coming from behind her, I simply put my hand between her shoulder-blades and pushed her fairly gently forward over the table. She went down almost compliantly. I kept my left hand on her back to keep her down. She didn't struggle or try to get up. Not a peep left her lips.She had another short skirt on, and I flipped it up over. Her eyes felt like tearing up again. Finally the doors opened and he squeezed through. ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh at you,’ Neesha said still laughing. He was smiling and chuckling too. ‘It’s okay. I’m a sucker for punishment,’ he laughed but then his face went white as he saw Neesha’s eyes well up with tears. ‘Neesha, is there something wrong?’ He asked with pain in his voice. ‘Oh, it’s nothing,’ she sniffed, ‘it’s just that you’re standing on my foot.’ Sure enough, Mathew lowered his.