You have to."Flic launched into another angry tirade as she went back into her room to look for a formal suit to go with his dress uniform. How dare B...ll try to tell her what to wear! He had no fashion sense whatsoever. She decided on a white blouse with a conservatively cut dark-green jacket and matching short skirt. There were a few silver details, but not so many as to appear vulgar. Flic would never want to look vulgar. Her legs were her best feature, so she wanted to show them off with the. . so I left it there in the sack. I assumed (always dangerous) that I’d find out more about its contents when I needed to, and not a moment before.“Ok, first ... Lydia had prepared for us a potion that will energize that massive mechanical vehicle of yours, that thing you call the Goat, and power it up ... probably for bloody close to forever! Linda said it’s called the Roaring of the Earth, and poured into your fuel tank, it will empower it and give it the energy and force to go! Here, Barry. My eyes pop open, startled, when I hear the smack of the leather end against my stomach and feel the sting. Immediately the duster takes it's place with it's soft fluffy touch. The conflicting sensations are almost to much for me. I close my eyes once more and put my head back.Stacey continues lashing me with the crop then soothing me with the feathers. Moving to my breasts, she clips my nipple with the crop. The sensation I feel is like nothing I've experienced before. It hurts, but it feels. "Am I a little girl?"She didn't wait for an answer. She slipped off the scanty panty and stood before me, golden brown and as desirable as any naked woman, of whatever age, I had ever seen. "You must make love to me, Je-re-mi-ah," she said. "I have waited long enough!"I stood there like a statue. Indeed, parts of me had already turned to stone. She dashed into my arms and deliberately pressed her lower body against my straining, Levi-encased penis. If her navel had been a pussy, there would.