I could smell her perfume... then she opened her mouth and slid her tongue in to mine. I could taste the alcohol that she had been consuming, a sweet...taste. We kissed for a few seconds then she pulled away and smiled and said "that's better, now come inside".I went in and met her man (Josh) he was much shorter than me olive skin and a good looking guy.He showed me around and we chatted about motor bikes for a while then we all made our way to the lounge room. Sharon sat next to me and took a. After about five minutes of silence she finally spoke up. "What did you get me for my birthday last year?" I got you that Hobbes doll you said you always wanted. Remember? We were talking on the phone that one night and you said you were a big fan of Calvin and Hobbes and that you thought Hobbes was really cute. I searched high and low to find that fucking doll but I did it. I did it for you. Because I love you", I said as my eyes started to water. When I rubbed them I had smeared my eye. “The time is drawing to a close,” Lovell warned. “What else can you offer?”“That’s all I brought,” she said. “All?” he asked questioningly. “There was one other thing you said. Do you still want revenge so much?”She tried to take half a minute to think, but she felt the window of the spell closing, the sands of time pouring out of the bottom of the hour glass. Opening night was tomorrow. “I offer myself,” she said solemnly. “For sex,” she clarified. “Not my soul or anything.”The zombie. She had large and ample breasts concealed within a brown leather vest, a great and voluptuous body with curves that deserved to be ogled, long, sexy, and smooth legs, and a large perfectly rounded ass that begged to be spanked. Her pretty and delicate feet were arched in 4" heels that stuck her voluptuous ass out behind her and her large tits in front of her. Him seeing a perfectly flat crotch being outlined by skin tight jeans told John that his manhood was now gone.John was now every inch of.