I’m yours, milord!” Kate groveled to me now without any hint of shame.“Well, first, clean up this mess, but use your new magical powers to do so... Then, call your daughter home. We will seduce her together. This is my new home on Earth at least, for the foreseeable future, so prepare to play hostess to my entire cadre of followers, though we’ll also spend plenty of time at other residences, chiefly that of Monica Bellucci in Rome. Also, you’re to seduce Stanley Tucci, Vince Vaughn, Saoirse. Her eyes were screwed shut, and one of Hannah's hands tweaked at her exposed nipple while the other was hooked in Samantha's long blonde hair. She was positively twitching with pleasure, and Samantha couldn't have been more satisfied. She flicked her tongue sharply and was rewarded with an equally sharp kick of Hannah's foot, perched up on the front seat's headrest. "Ooh God!" Hannah gasped as she bucked her hips. "Samantha! Samantha! Oh Jess! Uugh...ah...! Fuck! Oh fuck! Oh! Oh! ...yes! Jesus. At least I'd worn bikini cut ones, rather than the even more revealing thongs I'd also bought! Still, they hugged my bottom and my pussy. I'd looked at myself in the mirror that morning and knew perfectly well that the shadow of my pussy hair showed through the lace.My face got hot.So much for my image as miss goody two-shoes, the teachers' dream student, never disruptive, always well prepared for class, eager to volunteer.Myself (my evil twin, that is) cackled wickedly, and promised that we. I'm dead. You're dead. We're dead," he moaned."No, we are not," I giggled. "He can't say a fucking word about this, not with all the affairs he's had. Look, I was kidding about you not being done yet. Let's get dressed and go rustle up some breakfast." OK, if you say so," he said. "Missy?" I looked at him. He took a deep breath. "I love you." You do?" I squeaked."Yeah," he smiled."Oh, God," I said, my heart racing. Somebody loves me. How the fuck did that happen? However it happened, I wasn't.