I rubbed my wrists even though they weren't really chaffed. I pulled my knees up to my chin and wrapped my arms around my knees. “ Do you want to f...ck Neal first?” she asked. “ No,” I whispered. I was mad at Neal. I might never fuck him. It would be his loss. “ Well then, do you want him to watch?” “ No,” I said. “But that's up to you.” “ He might influence me to have mercy on you,” she said. “ Does he have that much influence?” I asked. “ Of course,” she said. “He's my husband and I. Babs wasthrilled.The manager went into her back office to do some work while we moochedaround the dimly lit lingerie department while Babs made here choices.We went home on the train with two bags of various lingerie. Babs toldme later she spent the next couple of days chucking out old lingerie.Her drawers were stuffed with new lingerie.Habill? comme une fille de mon ch?riOne Saturday evening I turned up at Babs with the expectation of a greatevening of sex. Babs greeted me passionately as. I was successful and found myself looking directly into CJ’s wide eyes.“ARF, ARF, ARF”, I barked, causing the three girls to squeal.Mary giggled, “Where did that puppy come from?”CJ flashed, “pup-up mama, pup-up”They all came running over and began petting me. I flashed, “I don’t wanna burst your bubble, girls, but it’s just me.” I then scampered a few feet away and turned back into myself.They were awestruck.Linda giggled, “No offense Boss, but you were much cuter as a puppy! When are you. “Good,” Matt smiled. “Let’s go.”The boys went into their History class, and sat down. Matt’s place just happened to be right next to Amy Barrows. He looked over at her, and his mind went back to the sight of her nude ass, which he’d seen through Sophie’s eyes the previous day. He figured he’d have to be especially careful when she was around. For all he knew, Mr Brookman could be reading her mind. Maybe she’s some sort of sleeper agent, programmed to find genies? Or maybe that’s just paranoia.