A little sliver of drool travelled down his cheek onto thesheets.There were mountains of mashed potatoes that filled his eyes. He couldsee beyond to w...at appeared to be a river of gravy. Maybe if he used hisbacon strips he might be able to reach them. Then the world vibratedwith a sense that it was melting into the landscape. Like a paintingthat has been soaked in water it began to melt.His pants buzzed, Sam reaching in to put the receiver to his ear. ?Yeahwhat?? He couldn?t keep the annoyance. They will age and die but their bodies will retain their youthful looks. Alsoboth will be virtually immune to diseases and very fertile. The latter isespecially true between nymphs and satyrs such that one tiny drop and itsfamily time for both of you. Between nymphs/satyrs and humans it appears youhave about the same chance as normal.After all this you are probably wondering how do you make this stone work.Well there is a little ritual you must perform. First it requires two peopleto do. One. “What’s the matter, my dear? Don’t you like it?” He knew I liked it. My pussy was dripping wet and I could feel my body screaming for his monster cock. “I’m a virgin!” I wasn’t going to tell him, but I was scared. He walked over to me, took my hands and led me back to the table. “You want good grades, my dear?” I wasn’t sure what I was afraid of. The thought of pain during sex had always turned me on, I want his cock, and I want good grades… I have NOTHING to lose! I didn’t even answer him I. . I gathered they were on to something here that wasn't yet apparent to me.Jason stood up. "Steph, can you help Lex- er ... Gary out. Just stay with him and comfort him for a bit. I'd like to have a word with Zoe in private."He and I went out into the hall. "Zoe, I think there's more to this than even you had originally suspected."I shrugged cluelessly. "What do you mean?" Well, I know Gary Simon. So does Steph ... he's an upperclassman psych major who's in a couple workshops I've gone to with.