It was sex on demand; wherever and whenever he wanted it. I just thought she deserved better.I shook my head, declining what I assumed was a sarcastic...invitation and went to move towards my own room."I said come in". He repeatedThe tone of his voice had changed again. It was more of an order now than an invitation. I don't know why, but I complied. I think that part of me wanted to see, wanted to feel their lust for each other, to find out what the hold was that he had over her. I moved into. ? And, he’d probably lose his job as well too!“I’ll do it,” Michael whispered softly.“Do what?” Kevin taunted, “I want to hear you say it.”“Suck your cock,” Michael stuttered. “I said I’ll suck your cock, but you have to delete that video!”“I said I would, didn’t I?” Kevin said, and added, “Don’t ya trust me?” He smirked again.Kevin pulled off his t-shirt and quickly kicked off his shoes. He plopped down on the couch. The dildo fell from its partial concealment. It hit the floor, bounced once,. Geraldine Abrams was watching the game from her back porch when she saw Jeffrey hit the ground. She ran as fast as her maturing legs would take her to the make-shift football field. Her light purple floral housedress flowed as she moved. She yelled for Jeffrey to join her side. So, he did. She fussed at the others on the field telling them they should not be so rough with her precious baby. This caused jeering from both teams. They called him ‘sissy’, ‘mama’s boy’, and ‘faggot’.Geraldine. A thick, very old, leather bound book filled with barely legible hand-written script and diagrams. In fact after sneaking it away (hiding from yet more family arguing by taking the tome to the car), Wanda realized it was written my several generations of ladies. In different ink and writing styles, it seems the tome was divided up into sections that each contained one spell.Yup, in fact, the book contained literally hundreds of spells. Some dating back probably hundreds of years.If not for the.