’ I said softly as I picked it up. On the front of it read my name. Hmmm . … A note for me, I wonder who it could be? Another roll for the eyes as...I felt my anger flare. I opened it and started to read it when Chris snatched it away from me. ‘No reading!’ ‘Would you stop it? It’s just a god damn note! Not a fucking book!’ I yelled back, even though I barely let my anger get away from me. I was usually in control of myself, and my crew just stared at me hard from my outburst. ‘I’m sorry. I’m. Shock merged with intense pleasure. This was new, she’d never experienced this before, never felt a man’s tongue on her most intimate area. She amazed herself by forcing her body backwards, pushing her ass into his face. He kept control of her movements with his hands, squeezing her buttocks as he casually traced his tongue over her dark rosebud, washing it with his spittle. He felt the puckered skin, enclosing it with his mouth, sucking on her most private hole. Her moans and buckling pleased. When I opened my eyes, I was standing by the pool! I still had the headache, so I had to sit down.The women came running to me, and they were laughing and applauding in appreciation for my feat. I asked for silence because of my headache. Mary sympathized and went to fetch me some pain killer.The headache did not last long, but it was a monster while it was with me. Susan suggested that I try to teleport some small object to see what would happen. I moved a small cushion from one chair to. He was mildly concerned by it in fact. Was she an easy lay? More important, was she clean?The girls' network went into action. On Monday Jenny talked to Sally over lunch. That evening Sally passed the news on to Ellie whereupon the latter rang Christopher."It worked," she said without preamble."What worked?" My idea of inviting Jen to an easy concert." Yes, it did. Mozart's clarinet concerto is always going to be a success." And the Thai restaurant." That was my idea." And a very good one, big.