.” Mom said as she “I know what’s different” and she slid further down on the couch and her night gown shifted a little higher on her thighs. ... kept willing my eyes not to leave her face and wander down to her crotch, as she closed hers and began fake snoring.“Can you see okay?” she muttered between fake snores and whistles.“What?” I asked.“I said, can you see okay?” she asked again.“Huh?”I answered but stayed frozen with my hand on the dial,“why are you pretending to be asleep?” I asked in. "I kinda like having this!" The man looked in horror as her limp penis began to harden once again."Well, look at that! I seem to be nearly ready to go again," she remarkedwith wonder. "Do you want to have a go at it again? Or would you rather I dial thetelephone?" The man looked at her standing in front of him holding her lengtheningpenis in her hand. "Well, which will it be, bitch! I'm almost ready to have my way with youagain no matter what you say!" D- Dial" he finally said, never taking his. The ride home was awful. I kept picking at my butt crack the whole timetrying to get the thong into a comfortable spot. I learned that thongand comfortable is an oxymoron or at least to me it is. I went to thewindow as we went past Saint Louis and the arch for a better view. Somepunk kid no more than 14 years old reached out and snapped my thong ashe walked by. I was pissed off and nearly punched him in the face. Hisfather was with him and apologized thoroughly for his son's actions. Ashe. “By making people do things they would never do in any normal circumstance.” Yuki replied, smiling.“Like kill people?” Matt asked, with a slight quiver in his voice.“Oh, no. That murder and maiming thing is so…yucky. Why other spirits do it I don’t know. I prefer sex. Sex is fun. Making people do sexual things that they would never do normally. Now that is really fun. I take nice people like yourselves and do that. Why? Because I am a twisted little power spirit and I can.” Yuki said with a.