Before long we definitely needed the real thing, so we went to our favorite, hidden-away parking spot, jumped in the back seat and went to town. He ap...arently thought I was once again possessed, since he later said, “Doin’ it like a banshee” were his exact words. What he didn’t know was the whole time thoughts of Greg were running through my mind—I had it bad.He had me home a little past midnight. Letting myself in, I quietly went up to my room, turning off the lights my parents always left on. "But Emma this is wro-" Stella started to say. "Who fucking cares?" I was then sitting with my legs spread wide apart, exposed for anyone. Emma put her mouth to my clitoris. I moaned when her tongue swirled around my walls. My core shook with pleasure. Her young, beautiful eyes looked at me as she ate me out. She smiled with delight, pleased with me. "Mm! Marlee you taste better than I thought!" Emma praised. "Oh yes! Aah! Mmm! Oh my! Emma!! Yea just like that!" I climaxed. My juices spurted. ”“Like what?”“Let’s go out.”“Together?!”“Yes, together.”“Oh wow. What do you have in mind?”“I’m thinking we can go into L.A, spend the day there, get some lunch and hit up Griffith Park and go for a hike and find a place to watch the sunset.”After I finished speaking, Alex gave me a blank stare. I think I broke her, somehow. It felt like her gaze was piercing my soul. It was scary. A little hot, but scary.“Earth to Alex! How does that sound?”I got my answer rather quickly. She surprised me with. There was another glow across the room, he finallynoticed, however. The same white light, dimmer, and what looked like acloud of fine glitter settling on... a doll?He stood, not covering his naked bottom half, and walked over to theglow, slowing slightly as he saw the doll appeared to be slowly moving.He absently wondered if he had simply passed out as often happened onnights like this - he had had a couple of drinks before coming to bed.The doll was extraordinarily detailed. No bigger than his.