So getting off with the canteen manager would cover both bases.The canteen manager at work is in her late thirties and probably quite a looker if she ...ade an effort.She had a nice pair of big tits which was good enough for me.I saw her waiting by the bus stop one day and pulled over,asking her if she wanted a lift.She got in and we fell into conversation.After a while i remarked on how sociable she was.'Normally your a miserable bitch.Certainly you are at work'.'You cheeky bastard' she. "It took forever to find some of this stuff."Faith nervously asked her, "What are you doing?" I told you, a spell of power." I don't know..." Faith said.Jamie opened the book and began reading, "Leaf of oak, gall of frog, silver dust," as she opened and poured into the stone bowl contents of the various containers. The girls all recoiled at several of the items because of the names and because of the smell. When she finished, Jamie sat back and took a needle, jabbed her fingers and squeezed. Mom: Fantastic! Maybe you could book a last-minute for the day after tomorrow?Liza: What do you think about all this, Rachel? You haven’t said a word.Rachel: Sorry, I’m not feeling so well. But a holiday sounds nice. We haven’t had one in ages.Goddamn, I hoped this would cheer her up. Maybe once we’re there, she’ll be her happy self again.Mom: Good, that’s settled then!We all finish our meal talking about vacation destinations and possible holiday activities. A little while after dinner, I hear. "Marie, I have been holding my feelings in these last few weeks with you. I just couldn't do it anymore. I want you. I want you for my own. I want to make love to you, and show you how a woman like you deserves to be treated." He replied kissing me on the forehead as he stared intently looking for some sign of rejectment. "Oh, Tommy. You don’t know how long I have waited to hear you say that." I stated as I pulled him into another heated kiss. I slowly lifted his shirt up and over his head,.