They had been enjoying their post-lunch rounds of chess at Don’s farmhouse. Paige’s reminder seemed to shake Charles out of his laid back mood, wh...ich he had been savouring after a satisfactory lunch.“Oh shoot, it’s three,” he remarked, looking at his watch, “Yeah, time I got going.”They bid him goodbye at the door.“I guess I’ll come get you tomorrow?” he asked Paige at the door.“Yeah, call me after you get home,” said Paige, before kissing him goodbye and watching him drive away along the. Beneath the cloak, I chose an outfit that would best capitalize on my seductive powers: Knee-high dark purple boots with crotch-crushing steel toes and spiked heels, a purple and gold bustier to display my supernaturally seductive flesh to my victims and a G-string, easily removed, with a gold-embroidered head of a hungry she-fox guarding my hungry, will-consuming cunt! To conceal my identity, I made a purple vixen-eared cowl, announcing to my prey just what kind of horny, vicious beast hunted. . she needs sex. She’s eighteen Dave and still a virgin, the girl needs a man and I want to protect her from making a real bad mistake, that thing with her teacher was a warning sign.” This was something of an odd conversation to be having with her mother. “How can I help?” again sounding really stupid. Jill hung her arms around my neck and closed in on me. “I want you to bed her Dave.” I let her words sink in a little and tried to sound surprised or even affronted instead of aroused. “You. Little Tommy had stopped admiring the photos and collectibles, and was leaning casually against the wall. Terrence regarded him coldly, through slitted eyes. They didn't react to his accusation. "Seriously, who put you guys up to this? Was it that guy in the store? I knew I shouldn't have used my credit card in a place like that!" "It's Terrence, not Terry," he spat, with undisguised irritation. "Your card. Please." "What are you talking about? I don't have a fucking card!" he wailed, almost.