I still got puzzled on how much those stories were truth or the mind of men that wanted to give a bad name to a girl. Would I know the truth behind it...or it would be one the best kept mysteries?The opportunity came up one given Saturday, when she called me for a dinner since a previous date had backed off. It was a quite interesting meeting, we remembering of the good times on high school and life in general. So, she asked if I could go to her apartment.“Your place?”“Yeah, Steve. I am alone and. You were there! Tell us! Tell us everything you remember!"I felt my brow furrow, my eyes shift. "I... It... It just happened!" said Jane. "Just now! There was the truck, and I screamed... and... and I closed my eyes, and... and... I was here! There WAS nothing else!"From the look on her face, Jo was immensely disappointed, but she tried to take this in stride and continued. "We all worked together to get you back among us," she said. "We cast the spell at the instant the spirit left your body.. " You damn right," Kat thought to herself as she screamed out loud in pleasure. She knew from experience that nipple play was one sure way to get Marilyn off,and from she swelling and flexing she felt Marilyn's penis doing in herhoneypot, she was well on her way to getting her wish. As she raised up andplaced her palms over Marilyn's nips, she let her mind swim in the sensationsMarilyn was creating in her pussy, her clit brushing against her cock. As shepressed her hands against Marilyn's. Erica got up and made her way to Grace’s couch. “So dyke face, are you going to be my bitch or are you going to put up a fight ?”, asked Marge who seemed in a overexcited sexual mood. “You can climb on top of me and we’ll see what happens”, articulated LornaMarge pushed Lorna on the couch and mounted her with surprising speed. Grace and Erica watched for a few minutes as the two lesbians began to hump. “You’re my bitch”, whispered Erica to Grace“Ok”, said Grace as she got on her back and opened.