Brittany was right.“Not that tired.” Actually, she was tired but not sleepy. Instead, she was keyed up. He hugged her and kissed the back of her h...ad. His hand stroked both her tits before concentrating on the right nipple. She grabbed that hand to bring it to her lips. When she stopped kissing his fingers, he brought it down to play with the hair on her mound. Soon, he parted her lips to stroke along her cleft. The whole night had been foreplay, and she felt herself responding rapidly. She. Barbara knew he was the man for her that night. After Barbara had enjoyed her dinner, she'd gone back and gotten some dessert when Robbie was on the counter, and she chatted him up for awhile and flirted with him enough that she began to see the fiery of lusty desire in his eyes."Robbie, you doing anything after work tonight?" Barbara asked as she knew if the horny young teenager would only look at her chest, he'd see two very obviously hard perky nipples pressed tightly against the thin cups. The only way to be sure would be the next order I attempted to place.Dinner tonight was stew – for me anyway. I’d long since fixed the stove so it wouldn’t incinerate me when I turned it on – evicting a mouse in the process. Now I simply had to open a can of stew and heat it. Cherry and Berry had a very similar dinner planned. It was more the method of delivery that would set us apart. Well that and the fact that their stew was not made by Campbell’s. Theirs was made by Alpo. It looked the same. His body feeling like it was on fire, his mind turning to fluid.“We have chosen you to bear our gift,” said a voice inside his mind.“You, Eric,” said another, “are the chosen of the essence.”A third spoke in the depths of his consciousness, “A gift we have bestowed upon you, the likes of which you could not have imagined.”The first voice spoke again, “To you we have given the power to make alterations in others… and unto yourself. Both in body and mind. Not as we have done to you, but none the.