Karen and I had LOTS of sex that week, I guess probably to prove to myself I was still manly. A few weeks went by, and I got my car running again, and... things were back to normal.Still, I couldn’t get the encounter out of my head. I still felt bad about it, but found myself becoming more and more curious. I mean, John had, in fact, given me the absolute best head I have ever had. I found myself curious what it would be like. It was just oral sex, right? In my year with Karen, I had become quite. " What...what are you saying?"It was the first time I'd ever seen him flustered."I'm saying that we're both young and healthy, we're both hot, and Ireally want to show you how much I appreciate what you've done for me.I know we're now legally step-siblings, but it's not as if we're bloodrelatives. So what do you say?"A smile slowly spread across Frank's face."You know, you're right," he said, "I *do* have a couple of daysvacation time left, and this would be the perfect place to spend them."The. When he got back he started getting ready for the party, which didn't take long because all he wore was a flannel shirt and a pair of jeans, with his everyday work boots (Frank wasn't much into fashion, either, which didn't help his love life.). He read the spell, which was very simple and easy to follow: it just involved a couple of lines he had to repeat three times, some gibberish about seeking the help of the sprits, or something like that. He felt kind of foolish doing it, but thought he. I became a kind of antenna, and that's why I was so sure about Emma. Emma came in. She was wearing a salmon pink tank top with the bra straps showing, which was the fashion that summer (although I doubted she'd worn it that way at work), and a black skirt. She was also wearing a big pair of sunglasses, which she'd never done before. The sunglasses made her look very mysterious, and the top did great things for her breasts. I wasn't the only one who stared, or, rather, who pretended not to..