"She looked up into my face. "Are you okay? You don't feel sick, do you?"I rested my chin on her shampoo-scented head. "Shhh, it's not like that.It's ...just that I -- I suddenly seem to have...~forgotten~ a few things.Did I seem all right when I was with you before...before I went out tothe Jack-in-the-Box?" "You seemed okay, 'cept that you still weren't Mantra."~Still weren't Mantra?~ Oh, brother, this was bad! My powers hadn't justglitched out momentarily. They'd been missing long enough for. I watched as each big ass shook going up the stairs. I turned to look around the basement. I shifted my semi hard cock in my Umbro soccer shorts. I could feel a bead of sweat on my forehead. It was colder downstairs in the house. But it was getting hotter by the minute as I waited for them. I just hope my Step Mom did not catch me checking out her daughters. It had been over a year since I saw any action.About a half hour later I heard some heels click across the floor in the kitchen. The door. Often she would imagine steamy sex, increative positions, with her well-built Yoga teacher.After a particularly appealing fantasy, she would oftenreturn to reality, questioning her resolve to resistsuch a situation, should it arise, consciouslyrealizing the absurdity of her concern. Buried beneathJanine’s proper, modest persona lurked a horny andwilling slut!Roger came up behind his wife while she was talking andsnuggled her from behind. He began to rub her tummy andbreasts in the. "I do not know the answer to your question. If the answer makes it to my ears or my desk, I will pass it along to you." Thank you, Your Excellency," said Mandas, letting his lips curl into a small, satisfied smile. "Is there anything else you need to convey to me?"Erodon scowled. "Yes. You will not be working alone."The corners of Mandas' mouth twitched.Erodon spoke his next words through clenched teeth. "I am forced to ... I must insist that you work with Lord Ambassador Norlan."Mandas gaped.