It was at this point that, somewhere in his young mind, a kindle of excitement began to ignite. His conscious mind was still horrified and embarrassed...beyond measure at what was happening, but somewhere deeper, there was a fire being lit, a twisted thrill at the idea of his 'wiener,' as he would call it, being seen by someone other than himself--and by girls, at that. He would never consciously admit it to himself, due to his boyish misogyny, but he was also certainly attracted to Jessica, and. 
A 30-something man was suddenly at your shoulder. He was incredibly handsome and dressed in a designer black suit that probably cost more than your new car. 
“You look like you could use a fresh drink, come with me...” 
You followed behind him obediently into the large beautiful mansion. He led you into the kitchen, and produced a bottle of your favorite white wine. 
“I like to know what people in my extended circle enjoy...” 
He stared directly into your soul as he poured your wine. 
“I can. It was never my intention for this contest to occur. But that same weakness afflicts Winter's champions. If Mrs. Fatima and Ms. Deidre can utilize it, they can win.” Then Leanan Sidhe turned away from me. “If Ms. Deidre can find the heart to compete, that is.”“We are so fucked,” Kimmie groaned.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Deidre Reddings I nursed at Querciola's breast with my sister, drinking the fey's sweet milk with hungry gulps. I felt revitalized. Somehow, Keily and I could find away to end. " Yes, that's..."Mr. Johnson's words caught in his throat when Tiffany uncrossed her legs and planted both feet flat on the floor with her knees apart. She suppressed the giggle that threatened to burst forth. He was staring under her skirt so she spread her knees another few inches; enough to give him a better view but not enough to make it obvious. Years of teasing men had perfected her skill."So if Jack is the customer..." Tiffany began, pausing for Mr. Johnson to look up, "then I should be.