‘Granting you one wish, which you used to make yourself so beautiful that anyone who looked at you would be consumed with lust for you. Yes, I was t...ere. That’s not the part I’m interested in. I want to know what happened in the three days since I left.’ Janice said, ‘Well…’ ***** It was hard to look away from the mirror, Janice thought to herself as she showered, washing the scent of heady, fevered masturbation off of her body. Hard, hell. It was damn near impossible. She’d wanted to see how. I’d been sat at the red light, letting my mind wander as the last rays of daylight faded over the horizon. Lost in fantasy, again. Frankly, I’d spent most of my life in fantasy. It was more fun. It was more exciting. And… it let you live out your What Ifs. Sometimes, though, that wasn’t a good thing. Sometimes it left you hurting even more.And speaking of fantasy, I thought, I was about to drive past a place that made it reality. Just a bit further down the road, in purple and magenta neon,. The other two boys don’t let her rest one lays on the floor while the other almost drags Amy’s tired body off the sofa and pushes her on top of the prone boy, making her straddle him he slips his cock inside her still convulsing pussy and starts to fuck her making her ride his cock, suddenly he pulls her forward holding her arms and sucks a cum cover nipple into his mouth. Amy groans loud with pleasure and a little pain from her abused pussy, suddenly she feels hands on her hips and legs either. Abby arrived in the dollhouse with a 1/2 bar of soap and told all the boys, "We have a lot of work to do with you, so lets start by learning how to handwash your clothes."She had thrown as much sarcasm into the last two words that even May understood the implication. The boys got into a soapfight, but even through all this the grease-stained clothes became clean and were dried by Cubix's turbine fan.Lesson Two began with Abby grabbing a dress and ducking into the bathroom to put it on. She had.