" Ready." Lori said as the grandmother put a sleep spell on Lori's body. Themagic spell traveled across the night sky and put Biff to sleep too. WhenB...iff would wake in Lori's body, he was going to be pissed. Instead ofbeing a football star, he'd be the head cheerleader in a short skirt. Biffwould get his chance to put his beliefs into action and be the one to losehis virginity. When Biff woke up, the half awake boy felt a restricting sensation thepantyhose caused him from the waist down and the. And no matter how he tried he couldnt look away. When she came over to him at the end of the time and leant down to check what he had done he could smell her, and the brush of her arm as she accidently touched him sent shivers down his body, he was so scared she'd be able to see his hard on under his trousers. But again she didnt seem to notice. She left the room first, and seemed to look him right in the eye as she did up her blouse. It took him a while to leave, he could hardly believe. And, of course, she wants to be fucked.What she is craving most of all is their connection. What she is craving is submission. Ownership, even.He watches her as she thinks. He sees the different thoughts crossing her mind and expression at the same time. He sees her eyes glaze over and her head cock to one side as her slow, sleepy brain tries to figure out what she wants.He does not wait for an answer. He understands that what she wants above all else is to be his - and so he reminds her that. "You mean the 'guest'making all the rude comments?"Anya nodded, half smiling. "I thought you said your magic was rusty anduseless."The old woman smiled. "I'm getting practice keeping up with you." Shelooked impassively at Anya. "So?"Anya smiled. "I think I'm going to find this guest and have a chat withher. Find out what her complaints are."Grandmother nodded. "Before she upsets the whole clientele?" Yup." Anya ducked back out the door and walked briskly toward the park.Without pausing.