"Amanda, you're safe," I said. "You weren't supposed to be here anyway." God Damn it Preston," she screamed. "This is supposed to be us, together. You...don't get to run off and try and sacrifice your life, to save me from my psychopathic daughter. You're all I have left. I wouldn't have wanted to live without you."I just wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. She relaxed and kissed me back, her body molding its self to mine. I cupped the cheeks of her ass and pulled her agasint me. She’d been overcome by feelings she didn’t recognise and masturbated with this scary new appendage. The fear she’d felt earlier came back stronger than before, as the ramifications dawned on her like a slap to the face.‘What if I can’t suppress the urges?’ she thought. ‘I might be controlled by this thing for the rest of my life.’Sobered from her desires, she got to work cleaning up. She washed the mirror and wiped off her new, huge member with a wet cloth. Then she had to rinse the cloth off. Sighing she stretched her legs and felt the cold nip of the autumn wind seep through her woolens and chill her bones. Pulling the lapels of her coat closer around her neck she asked a rhetorical question ‘How did it come to this?’ Psyche gave a dry smile and said ‘It was because of that goddamn mirror.’ Melissa nodded her head and said ‘I meant to ask you how that mirror came into your possession.’ Staring at the fighting Dalls blindly Psyche answered in a dull voice ‘It’s been in our family. For the rest of the day Farah and I teased each other, flirting, necking, making passes and promises. We ordered pizza for dinner and while we were devouring that we came to an understanding. After her date with Sam, and Susan went home, she and I would spend the night together again. I was ready for Susan. She came over about 6:30 and by 6:45 she was sitting on my lap, my cock rammed deep into her. Farah was out so after our first hurried fuck we ended up in my bed. For three more hours.