I felt violated. How could they film me? You are watching them do nasty things too, why can’t they do the same told my other inner voice? Now I unde...stood why Michael was so sure of himself. If he witnessed all my spying and solo pleasure sessions, no wonder he knew I was more than ready to take it to another level. It was too late now anyway, there was no going back. Then I saw Michael, in his bedroom, with his full body cast. This guy I have never seen before was sucking his cock alternating. He wasn't disoriented this time, he knew he was in the girls' bedroom, in their big, king-size bed. Will they remain my girls this time or change back to the other ones? he wondered. He grabbed his shorts off the chair where the girls must have moved them from the floor where he dropped them last night. He pulled his watch from his pants pocket and saw it was almost eleven.In the kitchen, the dishwasher was chugging away. Nikki and Kim were in the living room at the table, not yet moved back. ” The whisper was carried on a wave of dark attribute energy, spread in the crowed and caused all who heard it to hush.Suddenly, everyone go the sense that the figure who asked for their attention was a giant with the power to squash or guard them, depends on his whim. At the same time, though, they also got the impression that as long as they will listen he will remain harmless.Zax sighed inwardly. He did not want to intimidate them into submission, but was aware that otherwise he will have to. Not yet. I accelerated away as smoothly as possible.“I didn’t need your fucking help.”“I could see that. You had them right where you wanted them. Very clever.”“Fuck you. Why’d you even get involved?”“Your mother railroaded me into it.”“She’s a fucking bitch.”“Well, we agree on that. Charlotte’s a grade-A, fucking cold-blooded, heartless, soulless bitch.”“Oh God, you do know her.”“No shit. Score one for Nancy Drew, Girl Detective.” I kept Sally a quarter mile ahead of the SUV, pacing as if I.