?I suppose you think you’re being clever. If a couple of boys were sitting here I’ve no doubt you’d be quite happy to show them everything you�...�ve got! Well?? Lisa shook her head quickly, her cheeks flaming. ?Lift your skirt, right up you little slut!? It was an order. Shaking uncontrollably Lisa took hold of the tiny skirts hem. She couldn’t believe this was going to happen. That she was going to be made to display her pussy to her young niece. Screwing her eyes tightly shut. In the dark I saw a light flying around my guitar. From this close, I could see features inside the white light. It was a tiny naked woman, no bigger than my hand.She was flying around my guitar, plucking at the strings. It looked like she was trying to figure out how to make it work. Flashing an angry red, she shook her tiny fist at it. When I saw her start kicking it, I decided to intervene."Hey now," I said. "Stop that."Startled, she flew up and hit the ceiling with a thunk. Her light, the. " Her stiff fingers were pounding at my G-spot in a way that no cock ever had. And I knew something different — something wonderful — was about to result.I can't recall exactly what Professor Leftward was muttering angrily while her fingers stabbed repeatedly and indefatigably against my resonating center — things like "stuck up bitch," the name "Brandy," many variations on "cheerleader whore," such as "pom-pom slut," and something along the lines of "you can take a muff diving but can't return. "How long before we can fuck her, Doctor?" Henry asked."It depends. Some adjust within a few days, but I suspect Amanda will take slightly longer. None of the girls we've taken so far failed to respond eventually. You'll get your chance soon enough."Henry contented himself with rubbing Amanda's slit once more, concentrating on the tiny bud situated at its apex. She moaned as her excitement escalated but lacked the impetus to climax. Amanda's thighs were soon awash; the distinct smell permeated.