.. little girl. I give you your heart's desire. I grant you your treat.' Know this... young lady. Black magic demands that a price be paid for its ben...fits, and it is a dear price that you will come to know intimately. Nothing is for free. Before your foul little blackmail is done, your treat may very well become the trick. You may have to sacrifice your soul to gain that which you most desire."With that hoarse declaration, the old crone muttered a few unintelligible words. She made a few. Lightly sliding her hands over the fabric. Grasping the lock on the door and sliding it open.Taking a deep breath, Robin pulled the door open. It was then Robin noticed the stunning view of a tall redheaded woman dressed in a full black fishnet body stocking encased in white satin gloves past her elbows. Robin saw her fingers lightly touching up her long red hair. Robin heard the jingle of a small pad lock on her three inch wide black leather wrist cuffs. Robin took a glance down to her white. We talked about holidays and how he wanted to go on one this year, I told him about mine. As we chatted he kept touching me and kissing me and saying he could not keep his hands off me and how I look a lot better than my pictures. Which I just laughed at. He said I was doing things to him, which I chuckled at saying I was not doing much. After a deep kiss he asked which position I would like to, so I told him me on all fours. So he pulled me up. I got onto my knees and spread my legs as he. Charles called the warehouse and asked Rafe and Jan to come to the store. By four that afternoon Jan was the new inventory and sales data manager.After the Robinsons left, Jake headed for the door. Hand on the knob, he turned back to his father.“I think I better ask Miss Martin to go out with me before Mom gets suspicious of you two,” Jake said with a straight face.Charles looked startled then, laughing, said, “Get out of here.”Jake went to the outer office and struck up a conversation with.