So many they christened her with yet they would never give me the praise she deserved. When spoke of by the humans she had become “banshee”, “ba...sidhe”, “badhbh”, “Morrioghain”, “Macha”, “Fea”, or “Morrigu”. No matter what title awaited her, it continued what it considered to be good. The tales ranged in description from her being haggard to beautiful…from grotesque to utterly bewitching. The further the tales spread, the thinner the truth spread as well. Humans, it had learned, were strange. Even now with the opportunity to really lay it out for the ladies, Chance is feeling a bit shy.Mrs. Crenshaw instructs him to find a comfortable pose as he will remain in it for about thirty minutes before they take a break. Then it will take another thirty. Since it will go past his lunch time, she ensures him that she will write a note for his next class and he will be excused. So Chance tries something easy while showing off. He places his arms on his waist with his chest out and face. "I am sorry I didnt mean to embarrass you, what can I do to make it up to you?" she asked."You could show me your tits" I smiled, she giggled again and passed me her glass, "Go and fill that up and I might just show you more than my tits" then she giggled again.I went to refill her drink and when I came back she was wearing just a very well made blue bra and a pair of grey panties with bananas on them.She looked very sexy sitting there with her huge brown tits desperately to escape from their. " Thank you," I reply. Once I'm parked in front of the house, I am blown away how beautiful it is. "Oh my god, I cannot believe I have an interview with Mr. Lucas Kingston. Please let me get through this interview," I say, not realizing someone is standing behind me. I step back and feel hands grab my hips."What the hell?" "Careful, sweetheart, don't want anything happening to those beautiful legs, or that great ass," he says. My head snaps back to see who it is. It's Lucas Kingston's.