“If you are to serve me, you must love me in all my forms from this,” she changed from her old crone appearance back into the beautiful woman, “...o this.”“I am to serve you?”“Either serve me or die,” the woman replied flatly. She added, “All those who come to my glade come to serve me. If you renege on that promise, then you shall die.”Kelly swallowed, as she knew that it wasn’t a threat, but a fact of dealing with the Goddess. “I will serve you.”Kelly had no idea how it happened, but one second. ”“Nice. And I actually know what that is!”“Really?”“Yeah! Thanks to our last class project, I know all the filters now!”“I really doubt that,” Heather drawled, with far too much confidence.Challenge accepted... !“Oh yeah? It’s a neutral density filter and it lowers the amount of light coming through the lens, so that you can take pictures of bright things with either longer exposures or larger apertures. And they come in different strengths, like ND2, ND4, depending on how many stops you want. My first taste of cock; balls; stray hairs that stuck to the roof of my mouth, and the intoxicating scents that emitted, not to mention my just reward for a job well done that spewed forth in gobs at a surprising volume and velocity.His desire for a fifth-period blow-job located me in the cafeteria, half way through my peanut-butter and jelly sandwich and carton of milk. Odd, was the fact that he seldom acknowledged me in public, preferring that we rendezvous after final bell outside the Jiffy. Giles decided for the time being he wouldsimply tie back his hair in a ponytail until he could get it done. Ontying back his hair he noticed that even the size and shape of his earshad changed. They were now smaller but with relatively larger earlobes.Standing in front of the mirror, Giles let out a sigh: "Christ, I looklike someone's bloody mum, or even their granny! Time for some glamour,methinks!"And with that, Giles slipped on the black stilettos, slipped keys andhis credit card into the.
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