"Bbbbaaadddd!"I hear him laugh, but he keeps going, saying, "Hey, it's a muscle, too."His fingers are mere inches from my pussy, which is now undeniab...le wet. Although I know I should stop him, I can't. It simply feels way too good for me to stop. Xavier leans over and whispers in my ear, "Feels good?" I simply groan in response.He then begins to lightly kiss my back. "Ohh gooddddd damnit!" I think. He slides his fingertips up my sides, gently stroking the sides of my breasts. I feel him slide. " He held up an antique looking Mirror that had itreflective surface covered over with a heavy cloth."So how's this hunk of junk going to solve your problem?"Ben's voice sank to a whisper and looked around. "Mymother is out of town until Sunday. She flew to visit hermother for a couple of days." SO?" While she is away you can take her place. This Mirror willturn you into her."Jack laughed.A desperate Ben said. "Look, I know it will work and I'll payyou 100 dollars to do it."Jack grinned.. "Anne glanced at the clock, and was reassured to find she wasn't too late.Stan saw the look and told her, "We were going to let you sleep on if necessary. Here, have some coffee. You look like you need some go-juice!" It's you that always needs that!" she retorted, but took the cup anyway.Once Anne was fully awake she asked, "Okay, what's been decided this morning?"Stan answered, after a brief look at Denise."Nothing, beyond making sure you're all right, Anne. Are you all right?" Oh, goodness,. As for her voice, although she found it easier now to say some words witha Yorkshire accent, she still for the most part spoke with goodelocution. She had mixed feelings about it. Although it would be handy tobe able to fit in with the "other" men more easily, the thought ofsounding like a country bumpkin felt ridiculous.Just imagine talking like that all the time!3When she reached Griply village Ann found it profoundly odd to walkaround, passing by the ordinary folk. Every other time she'd.