"You know all the oldstories about how demons will try to trick you just forspite." Oh come on, Cathy!" Bob sighed in exasperation. He stillwondered w...y an otherwise intelligent girl took all thatmumbo-jumbo so seriously. "This is an experiment, nothingmore. At most we might see some interesting naturalphenomenon brought on by the magnetic fields in the pentagrampatterns and maybe enhanced by a meditation trance fromlistening to the 'spell'. Everything will be under control ofthe program. We. Of course you can’t print any of this,” I added as I took the last sip of my now cold tea.“On the other hand, your presence here may help us to sneak off undetected. There will be some extra effort with the documents, but I have some contacts. I’ll need to work as normally as I can, tomorrow. The following night I need to make sure that their strike will fail. We’ll need to be on our way immediately after that, most probably in the middle of the night. That reminds me ... right now, all of us. You look like a fucking stripper. Jesus! Mom, you have the best body. Fuck! You’re fucking gorgeous.”“Peter. You’re so nice. What an amazing son I have.”Peter poured the oil into his hands and started at her neck. Her breasts were full and quite large. He gave his mother a nice neck massage. He poured the oil onto her breasts and rubbed at each melon. Her breasts felt amazing in his hands. She moaned while he rubbed her. He pushed them together and flicked at her nipples.Peter. Neither girl moved. Pete walked behind Linda and took up a station on her opposite side. He brought the belt back and gave her another stroke, backhanded this time. Again, her crying was interrupted by the crack and shriek. Her hands struggled to maintain their hold on her knees as Pete rained fierce stripes of fire down on her bottom. He gave her another, making a matched pair that overlapped the first two and then a third, higher up before he paused. Once again, he glanced back at his.