I couldn’t wait to witness them.“You should join us,” Kora said, taking my hand.“It’s your family,” I said.“But you’re my muse.” A s...ile played on her lips, her blonde hair shifting about her features. “You’re apart of my family, too. This is where you belong.” She glanced over her shoulder. “There, among all of this creativity.” Kora touched the amulet about her neck.That had to be destroyed.“You’re my muse, so you have to be inspired, too,” Kora purred, her ivory fingers sliding down my dark. "You are one attractive young lady!" He paused."We always wanted a boy you know, your mother and me. We'ddecided they were less trouble!" He laughed. "In retrospect, we wereright." He handed Alex a sheaf of photographs--all downloads from thenet, of Alex 'performing'."All I want to know" he continued "Is that you are OK, that you enjoywhat you do, and no-one is breaking any laws. After all, I am still yourlegal guardian."Alex smiled with relief, and answered "Yes, I'm OK. I love dressingand. She rubs it. “I hope you plan on putting to good use.” Your mind expands with near endless thoughts of the various things you want to do to this overwhelming beauty and sexiness. Your hand finds its way to her back. You pull her into you. You kiss her, not caring if her man sees. She kisses you back. Her lips are soft, her mouth opens and your tongues meet. It is a perfect kiss. After a few seconds you separate. She steps back and smiles. She turns and signals for you to follow. You watch her. To say I was starved was an understatement, it’d been a long time since our small meal early last night. Entering the kitchen I saw the toaster was hard at work, bacon and eggs were on the table. Already at the table, the girls were stuffing their faces. Maybe they were famished also, I don’t know if they’d eaten anything but each other last night or not. They barely said ‘Morning’ before returning to their meal. Mrs. Troutman and Jim exchanged a few meaningless pleasantries. I asked how the.