"Mom, can I have some friends over for a sleepover tomorrow night?" Dee asked with a wicked grin."Now wait a minute!" I protested."A deal is a deal," ...is reminded me. "Can I, Mom?" Oh dear!" Mom hated to get in the middle of these deals of ours, and she was in this one up to her - uh - naked tits, at the very least. "Do you think that's a good idea?"Dee put on her most innocent look. "It's just part of the program," she argued, "don't you think? You said yourself it'll be in middle school next. Once all done…she turned her face towards the audience…now a contended smile on her pretty face, relieved from holding up all that shit in her stomach. She now bent down on the plate, touching the pile of her own brown shit with her hands, started to rub her own shit all over her hands, mixing it well then, started to rub her own shit all over her naked body…all over her naked boobs, her chest, her hairy pussy, all over her thighs…until Rani Muckerjee’s entire body was all covered with her own. I then squatted down by the car between it and the wall and opened my case and got out my blonde wig. I brushed my own hair back and put the wig on. I then took off my jacket, tie and shirt and tossed them into the car. I checked the door mirror and found that the wig had changed my appearance enough that I would pass as a woman from a distance. I stood up and then took my shoes and socks off, undid my trousers and let them fall to the floor so I was standing there in my office car park in my. "She paused."I don't want to forget those things." Lauren..."She gazed into my eyes. I started to say something, but just sort of mumbled."Can I ask you a question?" she said."Uh -- yeah." When a witch pairs with a wellspring, are they like girlfriends?" Sometimes. It is up to them. I mean -- usually they are." I wanna be your wellspring."Her eyes were such a soft color, green when the light caught them. At that moment, the light was perfect."Lauren ... I won't leave Erica."She looked.