“I'm your slutty siren.”“Ifrit?” the headmistress asked, her face furrowing in confusion.“What do you mean that I'm a Jann, Master?” she a...ked. “That's a Djinn, no?”“In some legends,” said Zahia. “Like Marid are supposedly a subtype associated with water. Or intellect. Why do you think we're Djinn?”“Because we're so sexy,” said In'am. “Mmm, I mean, I could be a Si'lat, right? Aren't I hot enough to be one of those seductresses?”Confusion rippled through me. “No, no, you're them.”Aleah shifted. Marissa, obviously ina good mood, allowed me to dine with them. What a perfect occasion!Just us three girls having dinner together! We talked all through themeal. After coffee, Marissa and Annette went into the study to work. I cleared the table, cleaned up the kitchen then did thedishes. By that time, I was tired so I sat on the couch in the livingroom and began to read a book. Just before ten, Marissa and Annette joined me in the livingroom and asked for more wine. I went back into the. Nobody. 7:20pm Meredith drives up. I run out the door to catch her before she goes inside. Thank God! If I have booze, at least some kids will be too drunk to know my party sucks. “How is the party going?” Meredith asks when I come running up. “No one is here yet,” I say, a little out of breath. “Yeah... well it’s really early,” She smiles. She opens the back of her car and takes out a brown paper bag. Inside was one bottle. One bottle! One bottle of booze for an entire party! “Listen, you kids. While Jeff was sucking on Monty’s cock, his fingers began toying with Monty’s asshole, lightly rubbing the very entrance. Monty groaned deeply as the fingers rubbing his butt hole sent some form of magical delight exploding throughout his entire, already quivering, body. Jeff managed to keep Monty’s cock inside his mouth while coating his left middle finger with saliva. Using his saliva lubricated finger, Jeff pushed it all the way up Monty’s anal canal. Monty cried out as the finger tore.