She'd pulled them up tightly by the waistband then leanedclose, her arms around him, a cool finger sliding under the leg band atthe back, hooking it f...rom between his buttocks where it had ridden upduring his skipping. He was acutely conscious of her breasts pressedinto his chest and she knew it, lingering longer than was necessary andgazing into his tear-filled eyes with a knowing sneer. He could rememberstifling a sob and then she had stepped away looking down at the flatcrotch of the panties. "I'll be rightupstairs, I'll be sure to get you some clothes after I go out. Don't goanywhere."I walked upstairs and opened the book. His handwriting was atrocious, butI did learn a few things. Apparently, the longer I stayed in this form,the more powerful I become. But in doing so, I start to become more likethe original succubus, and less like myself. As far as powers, there wereway too many, and some didn't appear to be real words. From what I couldunderstand, I could control anything. “Please follow me.” she answered, grabbing three menu’s from her station.She led us to the middle of the room, by the time we had reached the table, I had recognized at least four people I knew. I waved hello to each of them, small town life really never changed. By the time our drinks were brought to us, I think the whole restaurant was caught up in what we were doing. I had learned somewhat to ignore it, but I could tell the ladies were a bit uneasy. Jasmin leaned across the table, speaking. ‘Two minutes,’ he said, getting up to pace around the motel room. ‘That’s how long you lasted, Maggie. Two minutes.’ Maggie blinked. She still felt foggy, disoriented. She dimly recalled scraps of the hypnotic experience, and part of her realized just how…how wonderful it was…but she was trying to focus on what Burke had said, now. ‘Is-is that good?’ ‘Good?’ The words exploded out of Burke’s mouth in anger. ‘Good? I could go to the bathroom, Maggie, and you’d be gone when I came back.’ He spun.