He entered them in their dreams, making them think that was all it was, so they wouldn’t feel any guilt for adultery or any other worries. They thou...ght that it was a miracle!” Tamiko whispered as she encouraged me.“Well, it was, wasn’t it? And now we all have gifts of prophecy awakening inside us! And she’s our sister ... your sister and mine!” I groaned as I spilled my seed at last and ogled Masako’s ass on my way out of her.“Oh, love, this is adorable ... you and our sweet Japanese sisters!. ”I put down the collection of Kelly Link stories I was reading. Ms Valentine, my English teacher next year, had assigned Link’s short story, “Magic for Beginners,” for us to read over the summer and to write an essay about it. She said we’d talk about the story in class the first week. Her email didn’t tell us what we were supposed to write about or even how much.I’d read the story twice and I still didn’t get it. I mean, on the one hand it was wonderful. That’s a funny word to describe a story. I then pulled out a woodland camouflage skirt. “Or this one?” I continued. I stuffed the woodland camouflage skirt into the backpack before pulling on the navy blue skirt. I then moved over to the tank tops, they were all pretty bland. I picked out a white and black one, stuffing the black top into the bag. I pulled the white top on as fast as I could. I grabbed the baseball bat and bag, and then moved towards the shutters. “There, I’m done here,” I said to him. I began opening the shutters. A butt plug. A huge butt plug. Not novelty-monster huge, but much bigger than my usual medium-sized plug. Wearing this one would be like walking around with Ben's not-insignificant cock shoved up my ass. It was beautiful too. Black and shiny, and suspended from the drawstring was a little crystal pendant, designed to catch the light as it dangled below my wide-stretched ass.Nestled next to it in the box was a tube of lube. I hitched up my skirt and squatted on the floor of the car. I gave the.