The wind surged. As if she weighed no more than a feather, the woman was plucked from the ground and sent tumbling. Logan watched, horrified and helpl...ess, as she was torn away and hurled to an unknown fate.The rage surged in him again. But when he turned back, the demon lay motionless. Most of his throat was missing. Beauty stood over the corpse, shaking shreds of flesh off of her claws.“Thanks.”Logan said it with complete sincerity. Beauty had given the demon a clean death, which was perhaps. Her clothing was neatly folded on the rear driver side of the car. Auntie Gwen told her to get in the back seat and she did so."Only one slip up today, buttercup," Gwen noted. "You put your clothes back on. Now Joyce covered for you nicely, but you should have known that a Life Studies Model once appointed is nude for the balance of the term. I see you really did not pay attention to your schooling for that first year and a half on campus. Joyce has asked that you not be marked; Ethan could not. At first she wanted to be inspected every night, but Jim told her it would have to be on birthdays. And so started a very odd family tradition. Every year, on his daughter's birthday, Jim examined her pussy and counted her pussy hairs. He also measured them. It required a lot of touching.For her 12th birthday Jim came up with a bonus. He bought some scented edible massage oil and printed out a fake lable for it on his computer that said it was especially for the promotion and growth of pubic. "I spent the rest of the day sending out replies to all thecongratulation notes I received and all the other stuff needed to getmy house in order.At eleven that evening, I slipped out of the palace into Mrs. Babcock'scar and was taken back to my parents.Just passed midnight I changed from Princess Jennifer to just plainDean Rivers.At school I asked Teri if she had a problem if Jennifer and Mirandabecame close.Her reply was, "No problem. To tell you the truth Dean, I am veryuncomfortable around.