Further, my personnel costs were going out the window even though I kept having to replace trained workers (who left for better paying jobs) with new,... cheap help.Then I saw the ad in the back of the paper. It was barely noticeable in the Furniture For Sale group. "Women's Chairs -- special design for motivation. $325 each, ask for Sondra." That and a phone number. Something about the wording of the ad piqued my interest.Sondra had a low, whiskey-tinged voice on the phone, and gave me directions. I can feel my hair reaching down to the bottom of my shoulder blades; if I were to tilt my head back it would probably be tickling the small of my back. "That's enough, Honey. You can stop sucking now." I pull my mouth off her slightly softening she-prick and look up at my Goddess. "But, Auntie Meghan, I'm still hungry." I plead kissing her cream-oozing cock-head "Just one more, please?" "You know what that will mean. Are you sure it's what you want?" I nod enthusiastically and shower her. . Two forms lay about the fire, shrouded in the long shadows of the dawn.Daniel lay perfectly still ... his breath was even ... and a small smile played about the edges of his face. His rusted sword rested on his belly. I sniffed the air ... the smell of magic was emanating from his blade.I was about to move in closer and look at the strange sword when movement from the second form distracted me.A low-pitched groan hissed from under the rough blanket. That was Jon's voice. There was no. "Yes, Miss Karen. I understand." I'm being stupid and really needto take this seriously. Especially since we entered the Victoria'sSecret store. "Um... Miss Karen, why are we going here?"She smiled at me as we walked over to look at lingerie, "Sweetie, youcan't wear a gown without proper foundation garments. And because youdidn't know your mantras, I decided that you need more femininereminders of your new status. So, instead of just getting one pair, I'mgoing to make sure you have enough for a.