“Come over here,” she said. Mary walked over to her, wary. Erica spun her around by her arm, pressing her back against the wall, standing so close...Mary could feel her warm breath on her cheek. Erica put her hand between Mary’s legs, her fingers sliding over her smooth pussy lips, moist from the lotion. “Does this feel good?” she whispered into Mary’s ear as her fingers rubbed between her legs. “P…please,” Mary managed. “Don’t…” Tears welled up in her eyes and ran down her cheeks. “Oh, poor. " Make it tomorrow morning. We can put you up overnight if you want. I'm anxious to see what more frequent treatments will do. The studio bosses are willing to pay to get their star back, so don't be afraid of expenses." That won't be necessary, I've got a place to stay and I'm not doing this for the money." Well, that's nice to hear for a change. Me, I'm strictly in it for the money, so I'll put your share to good use," he teased."You do that," I said as I turned and left, not bothering to. Go forth and cube the slimy skank, Jackson imagined her saying in a squeaky voice.The angel and the cloudy plane faded out and Jackson was back on the woodland path with the battle music playing in the background. A blue splodge landed on the center of the path and bounced up into the jiggling form of a super-hot babe."Ready for the rematch?" she asked.Huh? How would she know it was a rematch? That was the whole point of Continue. It rewound the player back to the point before they'd gotten. I didn’t think she would mind not having to make dinner tonight.When we got to the door, I let Ellen ring the doorbell while I stood just outside the doorbell camera view. She introduced herself as Ellen Jones, my daughter.Oh, this is going to be fun! There is no physical way possible that I have an eleven-year-old daughter. One cooking in a twelve-year-old’s body maybe, but they would never know that.Calamity ensued as everyone tried to get to the door all at once. It opened inward, and they.