The love of being the seducer of men who come to me for a good time. They would send me a message, begging me to help them and I would oblige. Every t...ime. Don’t get me wrong. I was still a virgin. Just not when it came to my words. With my words I would undress myself and kneel in front of them naked. I would take their pants off and run my nails over their already hard dicks. In my i.m.s I leaned forward and licked the tip before sliding it deep into my mouth. He came with my cyber mouth. They. Aardvak stood in the doorway across the street and with his mindwatched the young mother get the boy ready. He allowed his mind to readthe thoughts of the woman and the child."This will not do." He thought.He contemplated the causes of the child's illness and what he wouldhave to do to make him ready for the merge. Smiling, he made adecision. He knew what had to be done. It had been many centuries sincehe had last experienced that form but it did not matter. What had to bedone had to be. He had. It was a fabulous dress, tight fitting, sleeveless, so I could wear it just off the shoulders (fuck, I find women's shoulders so sexy, the off-the-shoulder look just makes me melt!). It also had a small split at the back, was figure hugging, and projected the "smart tart" look that I love. Sexy, but classy. Demure, but provocative...yowser!Jewelery I hear you say. Well, I put some bangles on one arm, a large silver bracelet on the other, followed by a pearl necklace (No boys, not that kind of. I shivered; I pulled my shirt off slowly, my firm breast bounced a little, my booty shorts were a little harder to take off (they were skin tight) I had to struggle a little, and my boobs may have accidentally slipped out of my top. It was an accident I swear (wink wink.) Mario’s eyes were almost popping out of his head; my dad had to actually hit him on his arm to get his attention. I jumped in the pool the cold water felt wonderful on my hot body. Why did he have this power over me? The mere.