She wasn’t only funny, she was damn nice to look at. Damn, why was I so old. Rachel came in and asked if she could play on the piano. She knew how t...o peck out a few songs. Of course I told her it was okay. ‘Well, Mr. Jenkins – I mean, Ed – after graduating high school I went to a cooking school and learned a lot of the traits of cooking. I got a degree and decided to look for a cooking job. I went from one diner to another looking for work. There were a lot of jobs out there but none of them. The material of the skirt was thick enough, and along with its shape, to hide everything from view but Megan could feel the wetness around her pussy lips and it was not just from her previous encounter either. She widened her stance a little and immediately could feel the cool breeze on her bare pussy through the open slit of the panties.Megan walked out of the ladies bathroom and into the office corridor. The office was completely deserted as most workers had already left for their weekend.. "Does it involve a shower?"He nodded."Then yes."We got in the shower and I turned the water on. We kissed passionately, and his hands made their way down my body, teasing my nipples before plunging down to my engorged cock. I fondled his balls as he lightly brushed the tip of my penis. We kissed again, our mouths swallowing the sound of one another's ecstatic grunts. He looked up at me –now there was definitely love in his eyes- as he applied more pressure. I did the same to him, and we soon. If she did this and it worked, then somehow the magic would transform her and alter reality to bring her to Prue, perhaps making it seem as though she had always been there. She really wasn't sure on how that part would work, but on the other hand, if she called Prue and told her to expect a delivery and for some reason the magic didn't work then both of them suffer terribly. Sara didn't want to put Prue through any unnecessary pain and decided to fly solo, hoping she'd appreciate a surprise.