"Genie, why do my ankles hurt?" "That is because you're barefoot," Abir explained. "You asked forfeet made to wear high heels, so you have altered ...ones and tendons."Abir pointed and a pair of high heeled shoes appeared on Terry's feet."There. That should feel better. You can still walk barefoot, but itwon't feel good. If your feet do get to bothering you, I suggest gettinga man to rub them. They are one of your erogenous zones now." "Erogenous zones?" Terry asked, his heart beating. She slipped my cock into her mouth, her lips caressing each and every inch. She cupped my balls while her tongue worked up and down my shaft. She slowly took all seven inches of my cock into her mouth and throat. The sounds of her gagging, gasping for air almost set me off. She sensed this and with a pop my cock was set free from her well trained mouth. She removed her dress in one slow but deliberate motion, her tits bounced as they were set free from the cloth. Her skin glistened as the sun. When we both got back I saw we had enough to start with so I got my wheelbarrow and then put some wet clay, some sand and some of the grass. I had Harlou get a pail of water and I mixed the mess with my hands. I had some help from a couple other men as well. Once we had mixed it up like I wanted, I wheeled it into the hut. I then grabbed a handful and spread it on the walls pretty thick down at the bottom. Once the others had the idea, I was told, “Please rest Leader Bob, and we can finish. .. nice.”She hesitated for a second, mumbled something I couldn’t hear and scurried from the room.Mark was staring at me with his head cocked to the side. “That’s the most I’ve heard her say since she came back. She wouldn’t hardly talk with me at all.”I knew what Mark was hinting at – he had a thing for lost kittens. He’d talked me into putting more than a few baby birds back in their nests when we were growing up.Despite some resistance on my part, Jenny became as a much a project as finding.