“That’s my big brother!”“And I’m sorry, but there’s nothing we can do.”“There must be something!”“Daniel, we only have genie magic...at our disposal. Genie magic cannot fight genie magic.”“You mean they’ve got a genie at their disposal?”“Their UK headquarters is practically swimming in magic. There’s definitely a genie there.”“So there’s nothing we can do?”“I’m sorry Daniel, your brother is gone.”The three of them sat in silence for a while. Daniel had had his problems with his brother,. The club fa?ade was utterly understated, being simply a neonsign with the name 'Pink Pussycat Club' on it. The front window had aprofessionally produced sign advertising, '17 flat screen plasmatelevisions. We show all sports year around: baseball, football, NASCAR,to extreme fighting.' A hand-written message was scribbled under theprinted advertisement, 'Over 30 TV's available nightly.'"Damn it Steve, why do you get the pony tail, and I have to fight withthis long blond Farrah Fawcett hair all. ?David, use the strap to imprison your mother’s elbows. You have seen me do it. Make it tight.? David did not need any encouragement. His young cock was so hard it was uncomfortable in the confines of his trousers. Using the leather strap, he circled his mothers elbows, and proceeded to tighten it’s hold. He continue to pull the strap through it’s buckle until he heard Eve gasp from the discomfort the he was causing. Only then did he lock the strap around her delicate elbows. Eve. . you know them ejaculating had to be out in the open so it could be on film. Oh god ... ah, and even though they never actually completed inside me, not inside my mouth or ... you know down there, I was wearing my diaphragm and I was full of spermicide."Nikki was really sobbing now and she buried her face in my knee. Listening to her had not been as painful as I would have imagined it would have been and I attributed that to the fact that I had watched the disk. What could be worse than that?I.