“You know, maybe you just didn’t give it a shot last time.”Excuse me?“You know,” the witch prompts. “Maybe last time we should have explor...d what it was like being like this.”Oh, I think we explored that enough. We explored to the limits and beyond.“No, I mean,” she pauses to flip a few pages. “My mother has a spell to summon tentacles. Maybe we can...”Hold that thought, roll it up in a ball and throw it right out that window. I know where this is going, and until we’re separate again, no more. "hi I am Van and you must be the girl my brother cant stop talking about, his masterpiece" van said in a soft voice. Helping me to stand he ask "are you really willing to become my dream girl?" "now bend over so we can fix this" van instructed and pushed my legs apart. Next he reached through my legs from behind, took my penis or"clit" as pat required me to call it, and pulled it between my legs so hard tears came to my eyes. i was intimidated by vans stern voice as he commanded "spread your. "My parents haveagreed to let me move."We continued to discuss the move with everyone staying in control. It wasclear to see this may end up in our group being broken up. It would testto see if Kris was the influence I really thought he was.With the guys leaving, I grabbed Scott and asked him to hold up a minute."Matt, wassup?" Two things really," I replied. "We've been invited to another dancetomorrow night by Stephan and Grayson. I wanted to see if you and Haydenwere interested." I guess but. In the living room several men -- she couldn't count -- sat around smoking hashish and cigarettes. Jose introduced the girls to each man individually.One man, taller then the others, held out his hand and Chris took it instinctively. His name was Neil. Typical of the Spanish, he had large brown eyes and perfect white teeth. Chris' grimace faded to a slow growing smile. These men looked undemanding and well-dressed; there was no reason for her to feel like a cheap date. Whatever happened would.