I... am... busy! And that's that!" I said hanging up.I flipped the answering machine back on, and went to my studio to start playing with the material... I had brought back from Vorden. I went to the kitchen and got a mixing bowl that my mother had given me for making things to bake, which I never really did. I added the two substances together at the proportions I was instructed to use. I added water and stirred and stirred.After five minutes of mixing, I ending up with a substance that looked. I knew it was impossible for me to defeat in sex intercourse unless some thing extra ordinary thing happens.On 24th evening we all three were playing blindfold sex games catch and fuck and in the meantime my dad mom grandpa, grandma arrived tip toe and they joined the sex orgy.Both the daughters sucking their dad after a long long time and both sil fucking mil and I became alone and slowly went to my room and closed the door and went to bed for a sleep.In my dream I saw a lady exactly like me. I pulled her up short, "We can't just go grab her." "We have to do something. Call Mr. Barnet and let him know." "We can't do that. It's New Years, he'll be out somewhere, if not partying, he'll be working. We need a plan." We stood there among the other dancing couples trying to think of something. Gina spoke first, "We need to get her away from here. You try to catch her attention. If she comes on to you, try to get her back to the house and then we can trap her." "You sure about. ..everybody needs spice.' Fred shiftedagain and tried to fold the newspaper. 'It's just another ingredient. 'I see,' Daphne said and looked back down at her magazine, turning a pageor two before asking, 'and just how would you add this spice toour sex life?' 'I don't know,' he muttered, 'I suppose we could do things.' She looked up at him again. 'Things, what sort of things?' 'Other things...ah…kinky things.' 'Kinky things?' Daphne pursed her full lips and asked primly, 'what kinkythings?' 'I.