You hit call. You exhaled as the the dial tone sounded, it was early but you hoped she would pick up.“Hello,” The familiar women’s voice sounded...on the other side of the line.“Margaret,” You said the name slowly. Hoping desperately for her to respond correctly.“Yes speaking,” Your breath caught. You let the seconds slip, not sure if you could say what you needed to ask.“I’m calling about your son, David Wilcox,” You spoke the words slowly, stuttering as you tried to keep your voice calm and. I promise.” I pulled my fingers out of her. She protested noisily. I circled her clit with my tongue and slapped her cunt hard. She gasped.“Fine.” She rolled her eyes and got off the bed.“Did you roll your eyes at me?” I grabbed her hand.“Yes.” She stared at me. I effortlessly lifted her dress and bent her over the bed. My cock was hard and throbbing again.“You’re going to tell your mother we had an argument. Okay,” I ordered.“Yes, Daddy,” she replied.“Now tell me, why did you roll your eyes at. "Maybe I'll turn you in, I am sure the Dean would reward me well for finding you," she said and took a step forward. I couldn't tell if she was joking or not but I'd see how fast she was and couldn't risk her getting any closer. "Fay," I said and without further need for command Fay was once again in her mostly human form and standing between Savana and I. Flames danced along Fay's finger tips as she stood ready for my command to attack. Savana leapt back in surprise at Fay's sudden appearance. They ate in the Richard Nixon Room, their view was mostly of a burger restaurant next door, but the food was excellent, and the company was as well. Sandy was wearing a nice grey coctail dress with a perfect little single strand of pearls. She had tiny pearl earrings and a matching grey beaded handbag. Her hair was fixed so that it was all gathered in the back and it looked much shorter than before. Sonny told her that he liked her long hair, and he was relieved when she told him that she.