"Her Mom's eyes widened, hand going to Vicky's chin, raising up her face."Did they hurt you, Baby?"She shook her head, hard, dislodging her Mom's hand...."No! It was wonderful! But..." She bit her lip. "We didn't use anything. I'm scared. We're scared."Her Mom sighed. She didn't yell. Didn't curse. Her face didn't fill with anger. She just ... sighed. Mom's hands reached out, taking Vicky's shoulders and drawing her daughter in for a hug. Vicky's head found itself between her mom's breasts. They. I mean, even before we had our first – er - dance, I’d guessed that behind your very proper exterior you might well be a very sexual woman, but I just wasn’t prepared for the you I’ve met tonight. God, you’re so fucking strong, so awesomely powerful. The way you lifted me up and pussy-pounded me… You just – you just took me by storm. I’ll have to call you Cyclone Laura…” What was it Sue-Ann had said? It just blew me away that you were so spontaneous, so hungry. I didn’t expect it somehow,. ” Harry seemed angry.“Yes Master, I’m sorry Master.”Sarosa stood up and turned Harry back towards the mirror. She then wrapped her arms around him from behind.“What are you doing?”“Granting your wish, Master.” Sarosa began running her hands along Harry’s skin, and he felt his entire body tingle with magic. She stroked his face, his facial hair retreating and his acne vanishing. She moved her hands down his back, sending shivers down his spine. She reached his bottom, and squeezed it, causing it. . wondering what she would have to do to keep him from telling mom and dad. "Well for starters . . .I'm gonna let you be our waitress this evening down in the basement. And you are going to wear what you have on right now! And nothing else. You want to go to a New Year's Eve party? Fine. You can tend to our wishes and desires this evening or suffer the consequences with mom and dad. Understand?" "Ok . . . that would be great . . . and thank you Michael," she said frantically moving her legs.