I've seen her do some very naughty things just to get a taste of my toes," Cara says, grinning. She pulls out the remote control for the toy buried in...side Stacy's swollen loins. Oh fuck. Please. Please, turn it on. I need it. Stacy knows the feeling will torment her, but the urge to have some sexual gratification is maddening. Cara runs her thumb over the buttons but doesn't turn it on. She puts it down on the bed between her legs. "Becca, I want you to kiss and lick Stacy's neck," Cara. "Do you remember Rachel, our babysitter?" She's here? She's cooking?" Yes. It was all Kathy's idea." Of course," Wendy replied. "I see."There was no love lost between John's sister and his wife. "Come on out and say hi to the k**s," John said, leading Wendy to the back of the house.As soon as the k**s saw John's sister, they came running in from the back yard. "Hi Aunt Wendy!" they said in unison, smothering her in hugs and kisses."Hi," Rachel said sheepishly, standing in the doorway. "Hi. Mom and I dropped off three figurines and drove home.Genie had reported that he and the cop were in one of the upstairs bedrooms, and we could meet him there. The cop was lying on the bed, dressed in one of Mom's nightgowns, and drinking some coffee. Considering the way she had looked the last time I had seen her, the woman looked to be the picture of health. Mom and I were absolutely astounded by the transformation. Genie told us that she was completely recovered, physically, but would need. I’d lead your minions of harvested souls that have lost their way in life.To enhance Mankind’s suffering by creating mass pain and strife.I’d be forced to live and to suffer on the Earth right now.I’d have no joy and misery by taking unhallowed vows.I’d exist on this plane in misery with the ignorant souls on this Earth.I’d corrupt all the innocent souls from the time of their birth.Since time began you searched throughout and harvested souls like mine.You patiently waited for our time of death.