Everyone in it is 18+ and everyone outside should be as well. I know there’s less sex in this one, but I felt like I did need to show their relationship outside of the bedroom. The Spauldings are named after the stars of “Cast Away”, as the law firm itself comes from that movie.
Spellbinders Saga
By Arthur N. Owen
Volume II: Double or Nothing, Chapter 4: Date Night
David Wilson thrust into Caroline Zahn as she ate out Kelly Stone, a position that was very familiar to him and Kelly (only the person in the middle changed, but they’d otherwise been here over a dozen times). They had run into her in the dining hall for lunch and, since none of them had another class for at least 90 minutes, the next events were pretty obvious. The only reason they were not using the magic strap-on to double penetrate her is that they had run out of lube during the delivery party-Kelly learned the hard way that an artificial penis requires more lubrication than the genuine article when her sorority sisters spoke of surprising soreness the following morning.
Kelly explained between squeals. “It’s not like I didn’t bring it with me-Monique found it when I left it to dry after washing it. I put her under and wiped it from her mind, never fear, but I don’t like doing that to her, so I don’t leave without it.” Then the orgasms began, as they usually did, with David first, then the middle maiden, and finally Kelly.
After they cleaned up and redressed, Caroline said, nonchalantly “I can’t remember a better sex session, Literally, I can’t because you wipe my memory afterwards!” She was still in a trance, albeit a waking one, so she was totally aware of everything that had happened to her.
“You say it like you expect that to change.” said David.
“Well, something will change.” countered Caroline. “I want something that I can remember, and discuss, and build on, so when Scott Pendergast asked me out a few days ago, I said ‘yes’. We’re going out Friday.“
“Hard to be happy for you.” said Kelly. “David insists that we don’t partake with someone who’s taken, so this could be the last time. You were amazing so I’ll miss you.”
“Awww. I’d miss you too, if I knew why I was doing it.” said Caroline. “Sex in trance is so much better than otherwise that I wouldn’t go back if I consciously knew the difference. Is there any way you could let me take that pleasure with me?“
“As a reward for services rendered, I can and I will.” said David. “From now on, if you hear the song ‘Sweet Caroline’ in a situation that is already intimate, you will go into a state where you are highly aroused and more sensitive to pleasure. You will not be consciously aware of the song’s effects, even if told about them, always chocking it up to your simple enjoyment of the song.”
“Let me guess, you made it so that only works when I’m already about to be horny so I don’t turn slut in public when someone happens to like Neil Diamond?“
“Good guess.”
“Much appreciated.”
“Okay, let’s head to the lounge so I can wake you up with plausible deniability.” said David. The three of them were soon piled on the couch, so David said. “Caroline, when I snap my fingers, you will awaken from trance, forgetting everything that happened. You may dream about it, but not remember Kelly or my faces if you do. What you will remember is that we watched TV for an hour in the lounge. Understand?”
“Unfortunately, I do.” said Caroline sadly. David snapped his fingers and Caroline blinked and went back to normal. “This was fun, but I have a class now, see you later!” she said as she went to the elevator.
“Well, we lost another one, Mister I-Won’t-Make-Them-Cheat!” said Kelly with a glare as they went back to David’s room. “I bet Malcolm doesn’t care if they’re attached.“
“A significant other will be suspicious of how much time they have to make excuses for, something Malcolm does care about!” was David’s retort. “We both know that there’s only so much I can wipe at my skill level! Anyway, I thought you were supposed to push me in the more moral direction.“
“In case you haven’t noticed, this life doesn’t have a moral direction that isn’t arbitrarily self-defined!“
“Under that logic, I could have a three-way with your sisters, and make you and Monique join in. Should I ask your stepmom as well?” threatened David. (He had no desire for Monique, or incest, and Kelly had to know he was bluffing about the rest, but he felt he needed to put her in her place every once in a while.)
“Okay, okay, can we PLEASE change the subject?” said Kelly. David nodded. “The guy she’s going for. Is he the one they call ‘Scott the Scout’?”
“He is indeed. He was my neighbor freshman year, and we still keep in touch. The ‘Scout’ nickname is true-he made Eagle Scout as a child. I know for a fact that he won’t push Caroline too far, even if she lets him take charge. Best of all, he’s a Neil Diamond fan so I can make sure he has a night to remember...” David dialed his old friend. “Hi, Scott. I heard through the grapevine that you’re taking out Caroline Zahn this weekend.“
“I am, What of it?” answered Scott.
“You know how big a Neil Diamond fan she is, right?”
“Course I do. I am too, it’s how we connected. She’s named after one of his songs.”
“I know that, it’s her favorite. Between you and me, she told Kelly she really likes that song.“
“Unsurprising, considering you just said it’s her favorite.“
“No, she REALLY likes the song. It makes her feel so good, so good, so good, when she hears it. Especially if you were ready to make her feel good anyway.“
“I’ll keep that in mind. Talk to you later.” Scott hung up.
Kelly smiled mischievously. “I have a sneaking suspicion that song will be his favorite before long, too. They’re not even the first couple we helped this week!“
On Monday morning, Eleanor had explained what had happened with her and James. James had exploited her inability to say no to do what he had wanted to do to her that she had rejected-go down on her. It was the first time anyone had done that to her, and she was as gleeful as when she had lost her virginity. She responded by giving him a half-hour blowjob and then they screwed normally before falling asleep in each other’s arms. He forgave her as soon as they were both awake the next morning, having had Eleanor as a sex slave for 44 hours out of a maximum of 72. Her response to this was blowing him again (thankfully neither had a class before ten). Eleanor reached two conclusions-she was head over heels in love with James Marks (a feeling that she, David and Kelly were sure was mutual) and that she needed to apply for birth control from Health Services if the relationship was to continue.
“It was just adorable that the only thing James forced Eleanor to do was get pleasured by him! He really loves her.” said David, remembering Eleanor’s vividly sweet descriptions of what occurred.
“Hard to argue with that one.” said Kelly. “This brings me to my current grievance.”
“Why do you have to put it like that?” groaned David.
“Because this is a job as much as it is a relationship, and you’re my supervisor, remember?“
“Fine. What’s wrong now?”
“I see Eleanor and James practically engaged, Monique and Louis have planned to meet each other’s families, and now you helped Scott seduce Caroline. Where’s our romance, big boy? Every meal we’ve eaten together is takeout or in the cafeteria. All we do together is fuck and hypnotize hot women, and that’s our job description! I love you, and I love everything we get to do together, but we need to do something like normal couples would!” Caroline pouted
“In case you haven’t noticed, we are NOT a normal couple. We just spent 45 minutes in a three-way with a hypnotized girl, and compared to what happened Sunday night, that’s barely a makeout session!“
“That’s my point! Everything we do as a couple is either romance free or unknown to the world at large. We may be erasing our secret actions from those around us, but our public behavior, or lack thereof, is also suspicious. Didn’t you say that the absence of something can be as noteworthy as its presence?”
“When you put it that way...Fine, I’ll take you out this weekend, to Carapone’s, but not before we go hunting!” conceded David.
“I’m good with that. A hunting trip is more entertaining than any movie currently in theaters anyway.”
The hunting trip was quite successful, with David and Kelly snaring 15 thralls in 5 hours. They might have gone further, but the final trio Kelly brought back were already caught-two were tutoring clients from before Kelly’s hiring, and the third was a patient of Dr. Schrieber. “What a waste!” she had said upon learning they would not count. “Not of flesh, since we still got to sample your two, but still time.”
“Yeah, I’m surprised this hasn’t happened sooner.” said David. “Unlike real hunting, our prey gets to go back to the wild once we’re done with it. Eventually, there won’t be enough girls at the mall that we haven’t already accounted for.“
“What happens when we get screwed over by our own success?” asked Kelly.
“Hopefully before then, it’ll be a new school year, and the incoming freshmen class will fill our territory back up with game.” answered David.
“Speaking of territory, the pizza place is in the strip mall, so is Schrieber going to mind about us bagging Nell?” asked Kelly
“It doesn’t matter, since she was in my room at the time, which is our territory as part of the Berkeley campus.” said David. Territory only applies to where the girl was at the time of enthrallment. Where she lives, works, or spends her free time just matters in terms of allaying suspicion. Caroline would have been off limits if we enthralled her at the Starbuck’s, but we got her at the mall, which is neutral, and only triggered her at work.“
“I see. To be honest, I don’t mind having to work a little harder at this.” said Kelly. “The hunt is as exhilarating for me as the feast!”
“I’ve noticed. A lot of others would notice as well, were they able to remember!“
“This is so much fun. It’s like I’m Django to your Dr. Schultz!“
“Except Schultz trained Django before helping him with his personal business, you get a better cut than Django did, and I’m WAY more attracted to you than to Jamie Foxx. I bet Christoph Waltz would be more attracted to you then him, too!“
“Yeah, Schultz and Django never fucked, at least in the version I saw!” joked Kelly. “But there are also some days that I feel like the Stephen to your Calvin Candie. Someone who sells out their people to be counted on the side where the grass is greener.“
“When was the last time you felt like that?” asked David, concerned.
“Monday morning, after the orgy. I realized that I wanted to dominate like males can, and that didn’t sit right. I got you to buy me a fake penis, for crying out loud!“
“I understand you have your ethical issues with this. I do too on occasion. I prefer Foxx to Jackson, but DiCaprio to Waltz. But we treat our chattel so much better than Candie and Stephen there shouldn’t be a comparison. Nobody’s dead, we don’t leave marks, and the only forced labor is sexual. I don’t like it when you bring up the name ‘Stephen’ in this context, anyway. I don’t want to associate names of family members with the work. The ‘Melissa’ from earlier today was bad enough!“
“At least you only have one female relative.” said Kelly. “I have two sisters and two mothers.”
“Hey, my grandmother Amanda counts too! Luckily both ‘Amandas’ I’ve taken prefer ‘Mandy’ and a nickname can make A LOT of difference.”
“Tell me about it.” agreed Kelly. “Three ‘Rebeccas’, though two go by ‘Becky’ and the third ‘Becca’. My sister went by ‘Becky’ when she was a kid, but after Mom died she felt like she had to grow up and fill the void. She was only 14 then, but six years older than me and 8 more than Tori. She always said ‘Becky died with Mom’ and won’t let anyone but Dad call her that. Dad married Holly only a few months before Rebecca left for college, so for me and Tori it was just trading one wannabe mom for another.”
“We also have four Victorias that we’ve picked up, including one today.” said David.
“The one from today is from England and hates that political party, so she prefers the full name.” said Kelly. “Two of the remaining three go by ‘Vicky’ and the last one’s rather butch, so she answers to ‘Vic’.” Kelly then added. “Thank god there are no ‘Elizas’ so far and the only ‘Holly’ you claimed predated me and has since graduated.”
“If I find any more, I promise to warn you so you can disassociate when they get ‘welcomed’. Ditto the other three names.” said David.
“Thank you for that.” said Kelly, kissing his cheek. “We got fifteen new thralls not counting the ‘repeat business’, let’s call it a day and head back to campus.”
“Works for me.” agreed David. “Reservation is at seven, and it’s almost five. I want to shower before the date, for obvious reasons, and you should too.“
Ninety minutes later, the happy couple were walking back downtown. David was dressed in a button-down shirt and nice pants, Kelly had on a baby blue dress to her knees with no back. “You look more appealing now then when you’re naked.” David had said upon seeing her.
“Keep it up and you’ll be able to compare later on!” Kelly had responded with a wink, before kissing him long and hard. Kelly was wearing her favorite ring, which she never went anywhere without besides class. They were two blocks from the restaurant when David asked why she always had it. Her response was. “You never know when we’ll need to hypnotize someone, and it’s a lot more innocuous than your coin!“
“It’s still way too conspicuous.” retorted David. “The thing’s huge, anyone who sees it would assume it’s worth five, six figures!”
“Thanks for telling me that” said a somewhat sinister voice. A shabbily dressed man came out of an alley, holding a knife. “Hand me the ring, and any cash or cards you have, and there won’t be any trouble. You may have your man with you, blondie, but he isn’t as big as the last ‘knight’ I met.”
“Hang on.” said David. “Did the woman he saved have curly black hair, really deep blue eyes, and was overdressed?”
“Yes, she did, but what’s it to you?” said the would-be mugger.
“She and the guy who saved her from you are friends of ours!” said Kelly. “Thanks to that encounter, they’re dating now!”
“Really? Small world.” he said. “You two won’t be as lucky as she was, though.”
“It’s you who’s unlucky.” said David, as Kelly started moving her hand with the ring back and forth in front of the aggressor’s eyes. “This ring’s a zirconia. It’s very nice to look at, so you want to keep looking at it, but it’s worth very little.” The ring had caught the man’s attention, and David continued “If you keep looking at it, you can tell that it isn’t worth much, no matter how bright it sparkles. Keep looking at it more intensely, watch it sparkle and you will understand that it is not worth taking.“
“Not...worth...taking” said the mesmerized mugger. His hands had fallen to his sides, but the knife was still clutched.
“Yes, it’s not worth taking, so there’s no need to expend energy over it. Just relax and watch the sparkly ring.” David heard a clink as the knife hit the sidewalk. He’d never chastise Kelly for wearing the ring anymore-not after it saved them. The sparkly ring is all you want to look at, isn’t it?”
“Yesssss” His eyes were glazed over, he was deep enough to finish the job.
“So it’s all you can look at, isn’t it?“
“Yesssssssssssss.”
“So if you can’t see the ring, you will immediately close your eyes because you don’t want to look at anything else.” Sensing the cue, Kelly twisted the ring around her finger, so the stone was now inside her fist. With the other hand, she snapped her fingers. The charmed criminal’s eyes slammed shut. “Let your mind relax until I say ‘hey you’” He turned to Kelly. “Just think, less than ten minutes ago it was us who were helpless against him!“
“At least, that’s what he thought.” agreed Kelly. “So, what will we make him do?“
“I wanna go a little easy on him since he is responsible for James and Eleanor getting together, even though it was accidental.” said David as he picked up the knife and tossed it into a nearby garbage can.
“He may not have succeeded with us or Eleanor, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t succeed with anyone.“
“Solid point.” said David. “Let’s find out. HEY YOU!” The would-be criminal snapped to attention.” “Not counting us or the girl you got denied, how many people have you mugged in the last few months?”
“Fffffourrrrrrrrr.” he mumbled.
“Any injuries?”
“Stabbed...one...in...arm.”
David looked at Kelly, then back to their entranced enemy. “When you wake up, you will be hit with an attack of conscience. You will feel a sudden urge to go to the nearest police precinct and turn yourself in, confessing to everything you did or attempted except this one. You won’t remember encountering us at all. However, if you hear either of us say ‘Time for Arrest’, you will return to this state and obey. Do you understand?“
“I...Underssstand.”
“Very good. Open your eyes and walk for a block away from us. When you reach the next corner, you will awaken and go unburden yourself.” The moment the man was out of earshot, David said. “I can’t wait to tell Eleanor and James we found their mugger. Was that enough of a punishment?“
“Assuming the cops believe him, I think so.” said Kelly. “Let’s get a move on-he cost us fifteen minutes and our reservation is in less than ten!”
They made it to the restaurant in time. When their waitress came by for a drink order, they were in for a bit of a surprise. “Hi, David, long time no see!” she said to Kelly’s amazement. “I’m Wendy, I’ll be your server this evening. Can I start you off with something to drink?”
“Lemonade” said David.
“Diet Coke” said Kelly.
“Coming up” said Wendy.
Once she had left Kelly looked at her boyfriend slyly. “Lemme guess, she’s a former client?”
“Yes, and she was a very memorable one, for reasons I’ll show you when she gets back.” said David.
Kelly rubbed her hands together with glee. “Looking forward to it.” Wendy was quite the looker, her light brown hair in corkscrews and bright blue eyes made her a near dead ringer for the Disney character of the same name from Peter Pan. Kelly had also noticed her amazing ass as she walked off, the same proportions as Lupe’s but better because they were on a skinnier body.
A few minutes later, Wendy returned with their drinks and a basket of bread. David looked around. There wasn’t anyone else at tables next to them, so the coast was clear. “So, what would you like to order?” said the winsome waitress.
David said “Wendy goes to Neverland.”
Wendy dropped her pad, which fortunately landed on the table, as her hands fell to her sides. Her blue eyes slammed shut as she said, dreamily. “Straight on ’til morning”, as a blissfully blank smile appeared on her pretty face.
“Welcome back, Wendy-bird.” said David.
“Thank you, Captain. It’s so great to be back in Neverland.” said Wendy.
“Wait, wait, wait.” said Kelly. “She thinks she’s in Neverland!?“
“She does indeed.” said David. “I discovered it during the tutoring session. Her subconscious latched on to the trigger and built a Neverland fantasy on its own! She’s obviously Wendy Darling.”
“Now I see why you thought she was ‘memorable’.”
“More than you know. I used the same trigger on two other Wendys, and similar ones concerning Oz for two Dorothys and Wonderland for three Alices. None of them did anything close to this.“
“So, Wendy, care to see if you can make me crow?” The spellbound server didn’t respond to Kelly’s words. “What’s wrong?“
“First off, she answers to ‘Wendy-bird’ in trance, not ‘Wendy’. Second, she set her own code words. Orgasming for her is ‘flying’ and everything else stems from that. Third, she only perceives people who have taken on a role in the story. She sees me as Captain Hook.” David explained. “I told you, this was her fantasy, her mind makes the rules, there’s only so far I can bend them.“
“But Hook’s the bad guy!”
“I convinced her that Hook and Pan had come to an understanding.”
“Okay, I’ll play along. It wouldn’t be the first time I was Pan, I played the role in a high school production.”
“Not that I don’t think you were brilliant, but you’ll be Tinkerbell, not Peter.” Kelly groaned, so David explained further.” “Pan’s the only one who would outrank Hook and I need to remain in charge. Also, I’m not sure she can comprehend that kind of ‘casting’. Besides, you’re blonde, petite and agile so it fits perfectly!”
Kelly sighed. “Fine, Tell her I’m Tinkerbell.”
David turned his attention back to Wendy. “Open your eyes and see me with Tinkerbell on the pirate ship.”
“Aye, Captain.” she said as her eyes opened, though they were so glazed and dilated she probably couldn’t see anything besides her fantasy. “Ahoy, Tinkerbell!“
David saw on the wall clock that Wendy had been standing in a trance for almost seven minutes. He needed to wrap up the demonstration so she could get back to work. “Wendy-bird, it’s time to grow up now. Tell me and Tinkerbell what happens when you grow up.”
“Aye Captain. When I grow up, I must forget about all childish things. Neverland is a childish thing, so I will forget all that happened here. I can only remember what happened upon my return.”
“Good girl, Wendy-bird. When you have grown up, you will think you were describing the specials. You will tell us what time you get off shift and how you are getting back to campus if we ask, but not remember doing so.” David reached across the table and picked up Wendy’s pad. “Start to grow up as soon as this is back in your hands.”
Wendy reached out and took the pad from David. Immediately her eyes blinked twice and went back to their normal appearance. “...guaranteed caught no less than two days ago!” she said, finishing describing a salmon steak.
Kelly said. “Chicken parmesan for me.”
David said. “I’ll have the lobster over linguini. When do you get off and how did you get to work?”
Wendy’s eyes glazed over briefly as she said. “I drove here in a sedan. I finish at quarter to nine.” Then her perky personality returned as she said. “I’ll have those for you really soon!”
As soon as she was gone, Kelly elbowed David with a sly smile. “Did you know she’d be here?”
“Of course not. I tutored her in late January and she didn’t have the job back then. This is a happy accident!” answered David.
“Emphasis on ‘happy’, am I right?” said Kelly. “We’re gonna take her back to Neverland after she clocks out, that’s why you asked.”
“Good guess.” said David. “I didn’t plan on anything once we were done eating beyond going back to my room and having another three-way with the Redheaded Amazon, but we can always do that tomorrow. You may have wanted a normal date, but for us, ‘special service’ by a hot waitress is normal!“
Kelly grinned wider than ever. “Tonight, we get the best of both worlds. A romantic dinner and hot sex with a hypnotized third party.“
“I figured. You always prefer to make your own entertainment rather than just watch the show.“
Ten minutes later, their food had yet to arrive. Suddenly, a voice said. “Hi, David. I haven’t seen you since the Fourth of July.” The voice came from the male of a couple in their early 50’s. His hair and eyes were such a dark shade of brown they were almost black, she was a strawberry blonde with light brown eyes who could have been a model twenty years earlier.
“Uncle Tom, Aunt Helen! said David, recognizing the two of them.” “This is my girlfriend, Kelly Stone. You’re now one up on my parents, they haven’t met her yet. Kelly, these are my godparents, Tom and Helen Spaulding.”
Kelly said. “Oh, godparents! You said your uncle’s name was Jacob, so I was a little confused.”
“Yes, Uncle Tom isn’t really my uncle, but he and my dad are so close he may as well be.“
Tom said. “Quite so. John and I are best friends, business partners, godparents to one another’s children, best man at each other’s weddings...”
Helen chimed in. “We both know the last one was only on a technicality!“
Kelly asked. “What kind of technicality?”
David answered. “He stepped in when Uncle Jacob vanished on a drunken bender at the bachelor party and wasn’t seen again for a week.”
“We all know why Jacob drinks so heavily...” added Tom.
“Uncle Tom, please don’t. It’s not your story to tell.”
“I’ve heard it so many times it feels like it is at this point.“
David loved Tom Spaulding as if he were an uncle, but the man sometimes had trouble taking a hint. Fortunately, he knew the one topic that would instantly silence him. “How’s Tommy doing?“
As David expected, Tom’s speech became unintelligible mumbling, so Helen stepped in. “He’s great. He loves San Fransisco so much he says he wants to move there after graduation!”
David said. “Glad to hear it. Tell him I say hi.”
“Nice seeing you again, David. Nice meeting you Kelly.” Tom had found his voice again, but Helen had begun to pull him towards their table.
“Nice meeting you both too!” said Kelly. Once they were gone, she asked David. “I’m guessing the answer to ‘why your uncle drinks’ is the same as ‘why your dad and grandfather hate each other?’”
“No, but they are very closely related.” answered David. “I don’t feel comfortable discussing this, as you saw. I’d rather you hear the story from my father.“
“I can respect that.” said Kelly. “So who’s Tommy and why did it shut up Tom?”
“Tommy is their son, Thomas Spaulding Junior. He’s my best friend. He came out over the summer and his father...hasn’t come to terms with that yet. I had my suspicions for years and no one else in either of our families cares all that much.”
“Easy for your dad to say. It’s not his son who is gay.” Kelly jokingly sung the line like a marching beat.
“My dad doesn’t care how the body parts fit together, so long as they don’t try fitting them someplace else. I doubt he’d react any differently if Steven or I came out, not that it will ever happen.“
“Yeah, you’ve got a much bigger secret that you’re keeping from him.” Wendy returned with their food just then, and since it’s not polite to talk with your mouth full, that’s all they said for a while.
After finishing their meals, David and Kelly ordered coffee and split a cannoli to buy time. They left Wendy a tip of a full quarter of the bill, and exited the restaurant ten minutes before her shift was to end. They spotted her leaving and walked with her to her car. “We just wanted to say that we had an excellent time.” said David.
“Thank you. I hope you come again.” said Wendy with a smile.
“Oh, we will, you can count on it!” said Kelly with a mischievous grin.
“Wendy goes to Neverland.” said David.
“Straight on ’til morning” said the will-deprived waitress, slumping against the side of her car.
David said. “FYI, she prefers it from behind. Says she feels like she’s actually flying when on her chest.“
“Lucky I picked this up yesterday.” said Kelly, withdrawing a bottle of lube from her purse.
David started commanding Wendy. “Wendy-bird, I’m going to make you fly now. Prepare for takeoff. Also, you will be swabbing Tinkerbell’s deck.”
“Aye, Captain.” Wendy was already smiling dreamily and pulling off her uniform.
“I’m guessing ‘swabbing the deck’ is some sexual innuendo, but can you be more specific?” asked Kelly as she undressed herself.
“Your ‘deck’ is your nether regions. Wendy-bird, tell Tinkerbell the key detail about swabbing decks.”
“Aye, Captain. There’s no mop on the ship so I have to swab with my tongue.”
Kelly grinned even wider. “Well, in that case, swab away!“
A few minutes later, the women were naked, but David only had his penis out. He was plowing Wendy’s wonderful ass while standing, she was laying down across the car’s backseat eating Kelly out. “You can fly, You can fly, You can fly, You can fly, NOW I’M FLYING!” screamed David. Across the car, Kelly was “flying” as well, crowing as she orgasmed.
Wendy pulled out of the pussy and screamed “I CAN FLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!” completing the set.
While they briefly recovered, Kelly asked “How we gonna explain the stains on the backseat?”
David reached into Wendy’s discarded uniform and pulled out some paper towels. “A lot of waitresses with night shifts eat in their cars, so they keep these around just in case. We’ll use them to swab this deck for real.“
“Can you have her give us a ride home?”
“Depends. Are you done yet?”
Kelly reached back into her purse and pulled out the magic strap-on. “Does THIS answer your question?”
Once the strap-on was in place, David commanded Wendy back to attention. “Wendy-bird, now Tinkerbell is going to make you fly while you swab my deck.“
“Aye, Captain.”