The bulletproof windshield didn't agree with my neck ... and it didn't do my face any favors either. My mother didn't know me ... neither did my dad ..... or brother ... or sisters.But since I was riding in the Princessapality's limo ... the doctors didn't let me die. And at this very moment ... I wasn't exactly sure I was grateful.My face was the reason the dividing curtain was drawn. It sure wasn't to keep me from looking at Wendy ... my neck didn't turn that far. Besides ... who wants to look. I continued down one leg, giving special attention to the back of her knee, and then to her ankles and feet and toes. (There are some really good “pressure” points there to enhance sexual desire.) Then back up and to her other leg, doing the same. I told her to turn over. I massaged her face, and down her neck to her breasts and kept on going down, not wanting to touch her pussy yet. As I neared her pussy, she again moved her hips to try to get me to touch her clit and pussy lips. “Not. I leaned in and whispered a question to Stacy, and she nodded. I whispered another question, and she blushed but nodded again. “OK, here are some things we do know. Every mutant only started to show their powers once they passed puberty. And Stacy is in her second cycle. And like many of this kind, it only manifested itself when an adrenaline surge makes it react in a protective reflex. She is not the first person we have found that was prepubescent on the Night of Madness, but once they passed. . afraid." Of what?" Of lots of things. That I liked it too much. Of what you'll think ofme. Of what Sara will think." Tommi shook her head. "I really messedup, didn't I?"Katie lifted Tommi's chin so she had to look Katie in the eyes. "Youshould know by now that you don't have to worry about what I'll think.You're family, and I love you." She let Tommi digest that thought for afew moments. "As to Sara, I don't know. You'll have to figure out if, orhow, you need to talk to her about.