’ He had me. I couldn’t take a chance that he might be bluffing. He could spread rumors anyway and I would be grounded for life. I could get throw...n out of school. ‘ What are you going to make me do?’ I asked knowing the answer. Now he got real friendly again. ‘The way I figure it is only four more times like the last one and I’ll have the money,’ he cooed. ‘ David, I can’t do that many again. You should see my body. I was a pretty girl. Now I’m beat to shit! Please think of something else. Let. . I am far from perfect myself.Once in the show, we started drinking. The band was awesome and we were rocking out and all seemed better. Then she says to me...."I want to suck your dick here, where can we go?" I was shocked... My first instinct was the bathroom. We tried the mens room first, but there was an attendant there, and he wasn't having any of that action. The line to women's room was way to long. Shit! Thought I was out of luck, suggested we go out to the car. She didn't want to. Sherlock Holmes, what do we do now?’ Bill asked. Jennifer felt panic swell and a sudden rush of arousal and embarrassment. Swallowing hard she said ‘Uh, what do you mean?’ ‘I meant, we should either talk about it, or you can run from the house screaming to the neighbors that Bill’s a pervert.’ Bill said. Jennifer almost smiled, but this was too serious for that kind of levity, trying to change the subject she asked ‘Did you write these books too?’ ‘Yes, tell you what, bring them, I’ll be in. It was all the power they had until they returned to our town, and I chose to empower them with what I had. We all benefitted from using my nectar to control those we saw had the power to do things only in our wildest dreams and stories told by the town’s elders. Before they risked hurting me, we had those we collected to do something to those who came to see us first, then others in the freak show, and soon on some of my friends. Small, short-term effects were simple. The more significant.