Her eyes narrowed as she glanced down at the screen. She had left her phone in her gym bag (in Kevin’s car) all night long. Her parents knew she wa... with Kevin so they weren’t going to be calling her. And there was no one else she needed to be talking to that night. She had a bad habit of doing some drunk-texting, or responding to such texts, especially in the arena of booty calls. She had made a promise to herself to be good that weekend so she’d figured nothing positive could come of her. The thought came to her that perhaps Ned had been right to convince them to seek the Woodkin.That was, if of course the rest of Theo's kin had a firm grasp of this witchcraft he talked about. Because it was her informed opinion that the young woodkin elf was a bit lightheaded, to put it mildly. She had no idea what to make of his peculiar animal companion though, other than stew.Bo hopped in and out of the ground, the flames in his eyes lighting up the path ahead with a warm orange light. The. Shanisse didn’t deter one bit. She turned around to face him and lifted her shirt off. In his haze of watching her ass, he hadn’t noticed that she had loosened her bra as Iwell.“That’s okay,” she seductively hissed, “Ace and I never used them anyway.”Juice’s dick damn near jumped out of his pants when she said that. “I guess it’s a go, then.” Juice said as he began to undress. He figured he would probably pull out anyway, just so he didn’t risk getting Shanisse pregnant. He’d have some. I worked. I sat in front of the TV. Andrew and his father took turns cooking. I ate. I obeyed my son. He didn’t want sex. He must have known, he wouldn’t get it, but he made sure I wouldn’t forget he was in charge of that part of my life. I got use to the mass of silicone clogging my bung. He switched it out for one twice its size.Claire knew me well enough to talk about anything except my life. She took to telling me about the weird patrons she’d helped at the library.“I told him he had to.