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Unlike anything I've ever submitted prior.  Special thanks to Dana
Short for the project he undertook of proof reading this very long
story!

DISCLAIMER: Due to the sexual content in this story, you must be
eighteen years of age or older in order to read it. Furthermore, any
similarities between characters in my story and real people is purely
coincidental. This story is a total figment of my imagination!

Author's Note: This story is more of a comedy than erotica. For the
readers that much rather prefer I stick with erotica, don't fret, I
prefer it myself - and only get an urge to write a story like this
every blue moon.

"Voodoo At the Fair" by JR Parz


I.

Dean left the office frustrated and confused. Never in his life
before, has a girl been able to totally wrap herself around his
emotions like Lisa has...First, Lisa says she can't become involved
with him because of David, but in the very same breath she tells him
this, she's crying when he tries to severe the ties. He vividly
remembered her tears and her voice, when she said; 'I don't want to
hurt David.' Dean wanted to say; 'What about me?', but he couldn't
bare to see her cry, so, he hugged her and told her that he'd wait.
"Yep, just call me the fool." he muttered to himself while leaving the
office.

Upon getting into his car, Dean slammed his fist down hard on the
dashboard; "She has me twisted around her little finger!" he screamed,
to no one in particular. Dean shot out of the parking lot and within
seconds, he was flying up the highway towards the Tri-County Fair.

At twenty-eight, Dean Smash kept himself in excellent physical
condition. He played hockey twice a week and still boasted the
prestige of being one of the better players in the league. Dean would
often reflect on his glory years, smiling at the memory of his
superstar status. He was a household name back then, when he led his
high school hockey team to a State Championship. As of late, he was
bragging how one of his team's had a twenty-four game winning streak,
but nobody seemed to care these days. Time had a nasty habit of
forgetting the past.

Now Dean held a Personnel Manager position at a large manufacturing
company. He still interacted with a bevy of beauties, and although his
opportunities would never attain his legendary status during his high
school days, when, he could quite literally bed any girl in his
school, he still possessed the charm to seduce most of the girls he
pursued. Not any more, though. At least not with the girl he wanted
the most. His mind was consumed with one girl specifically. Lisa
Sterling. "Damn her!" screamed Dean, and again he slammed the
dashboard. 

While Dean drove, his mind constantly asked the question; 'Why did I
have to go to bed with her?' It was going on a year now. A whole year.
At the time, he honestly thought that he was the one doing the
seducing. Now, of course, he knew better. Lisa allowed him to have sex
with her that night, but made sure to use that one night of ecstacy to
torment him from that point on. He remembered her exact words; 'It was
a mistake. I'm sorry. I was feeling vulnerable and you were there.'
Dean thought back to all the one night stands he had with various
woman and now he knew how if felt to be used. 

Why can't I just forget her? Dean kept on asking himself. Then he
replied out loud; "Because she's so fucking gorgeous! That's why!"
Dean's eyes glazed over as his mind brought up the memory of Lisa in
all her naked spender. She stood about 5'2", and possessed an hour
glass figure that Aphrodite herself would have been jealous of. Dean
felt himself getting hard as he recalled her soft rounded curves and a
pair of full creamy breasts. He would later find her to be a 34C cup.
Sure, he's made love to a bigger set of knockers, recalling Dawn's
36D's from his college years, but Lisa's made his mouth water, not to
mention what it did to his dick. Dean recalled how he lightly slid the
palms of his hands across her nipples. Dean's mind now viewed her
breath-taking ass, which she displayed quite brazenly for him that
night. Dean squeezed her ass cheeks with every thrust forward. God,
she was sexy! Sexuality personified! Every time Dean looked into
Lisa's big brown eyes, his mind played out every touch, every caress
and every kiss. Lisa's dark brown hair framed her model-like face,
which softly draped along her shoulders. He remembered how he touched
his lips with her wet lips. They kissed long, hard, and with an
intensity that almost forced them in bed again. If Dean knew then,
what he knew now, he would have taken her again, and again and again.
He would have taken her as many times as it would have taken to
conquer her. Of course, the tables turned, and now Dean was the one
who was totally enraptured with her, and he knew that he was quite
powerless to resist her - anything.

Dean remembered how heart broken he felt when Lisa rejected his
further advances. He even took some ill fated advise and tried
romancing her the old fashion way. She still refused. Lisa told him
that she didn't want to allow herself to become immersed in another
relationship until she called it off with David. 'When' he asked, she
just shrugged her shoulder, batted her eyes, and walked away. A large
part of Dean wanted to believe her and give her more time. Another
part of him felt that she was simply taking advantage of him. Yep,
just call me a fool! 

As Dean drove on and thought back to his relationship with Michelle.
They had been together for eight years, and never once, during their
entire time together, did he feel this frustrating agony. What was it
about this girl that he allowed himself to be pulled along like a
whimpering puppy on a leash? 

As Dean was about to get off Exit 19, he was caught dazing, and
quickly he swerved!... 


II.

Dean was looking forward to working the Fair this year. Despite the
Fair reducing from its twelve day stretch to a much shortened down
version of five days, Ed promised that there would still be loads of
fun. Dean remembered Ed's exact words; "I hired some real winners this
year." Dean also chuckled because this would undoubtedly frustrate Jay
to no end, given he was the one that usually got stuck figuring out
where to hide the incompetence. Dean didn't care, all he cared about
was having fun. He certainly didn't do it for the money. 

Ed Garr and Jay Austin headed the Fair Security. When they weren't
working the Fair, Ed was a small town deputy sheriff, while Jay worked
for the federal government. Ed's Father, John, also held the position
as one of the supervisors. Ed felt his job stopped when he provided
the puzzle pieces. He left the rest up to Jay and his Father to keep
the puzzles pieces together. The real test was when circumstances
beyond their control would result in a firing. John handled the north
side of the Fair, and for the most part was off in his own little
world. Jay made sure to schedule the strongest of the floats with
John, to ensure he was taken care of. Unlike Ed and Jay, John loved
the horse racing, and he would be met most every day by his Pop, and
the both of them would a great deal of time betting the horses. When
John wasn't losing his money, he was usually hanging around gate two
with his wife, Claire. Claire was a legend at this gate and proved to
be the back bone of this Family Business. Claire also allowed free
passage for all of Ed and Jay's friends. 

As the Director of Security, Ed received a $1,000.00 a day. Ed told
Dean that he loved to turn over the reigns to Jay once the Fair
started. This way, Ed could simply kick back and laugh. Despite Jay's
hard work, he only received a quarter of the money Ed did. Jay would
rationalize to himself that if it weren't for Ed's brainstorm eleven
years prior, they would never have worked the Fair in the first place.
Jay always gave Ed a lot of credit for pulling this off. Ed's proposal
saved the Fair over $15,000 dollars in the first year, but it also
generated some of the greatest stories. Seventy percent of the
personnel Ed hired to be guards that year had criminal records. The
local police had themselves a lot of laughs. In fact, one time Ed
convinced a Fair Official to bail out one of them...yes, those were
strange days and Dean could listen to those stories repeatedly. 

Jay handled the scheduling, the extra duty details, the break
schedules, and the role of number one asshole - a role he performed
exceptionally well. Dean remembered one of the security personal
thinking that Unit 2 (Jay's handle on the walkie-talkie) was the one
in charge. He based this on the fact that Jay answered the majority of
the radio calls and made a lot of the decisions. Dean tried
maintaining a straight face when the guard said this because Ed was
sitting on the other side of the desk reading a newspaper. Ed simply
looked up from the paper and replied; "Yeah, he's in charge, and you
go ahead and make sure that all your calls go to Unit 2...all of
them." The guard not knowing any better nodded his head and walked out
of the office. Dean busted out laughing the second the guard left. Ed
didn't care what they thought, as long as he didn't have to do
anything other than sit on the golf cart and collected four times more
money than Unit 2. 

Dean managed the office during the evening shift, and responded to all
the radio (walkie-talkie) calls from various security and Fair
officials on the grounds. Most of the people hired by Ed to work the
Fair came right out of this very liberal and controversial town. Dean
worked the Fair for eight out of the eleven years, and it was usually
something happening every year. Ed had been his hockey coach during
his youth days and felt fortunate to experience an opportunity of this
nature. Ed really took care of him, creating a new position for him
the first year he worked called 'Super Float'. Of course Dean didn't
care, he simply worked the Fair for the good time. 

Dean met Jay on the softball field, but really got to know him at the
Fair. Jay went around like he was a hard ass, which gave Dean and Ed a
lot of laughs, but Dean knew that it wasn't that Jay was such a hard
ass, it was that he just had a low tolerance level for incompetence
and ignorance. The way Jay would get frustrated over little non issues
made him an easy target to pick on. Ed told him once that if they
didn't do anything else for the duration of the Fair, as long as they
relentlessly made fun of everything Jay did, that would be enough.
Actually, Ed told Dean that this was his favorite pastime at the
Fair...that and eating donuts. 

Unfortunately for Dean, both Ed and Jay knew all about Lisa...she was
the conversation piece that monopolized most of the idle conversations
last year. It was last year that Jay gave him advise to go after Lisa
with full force. It backfired. Yeah, Jay had all the answers alright.

One of the biggest things Dean disliked about the Fair was when Ed and
Jay went to go have a cold one or two or three. This left Dean alone
to pretty much handle the Security issues. He knew damn well when
someone called either Ed or Jay on the radio, and asked them to meet
somewhere, that they had no intentions of doing so. There were several
times when they would say that they were on their way, and instead,
they'd be opening up another beer. It wasn't that Dean had a problem
with them going off having a beer, it was that - when they did - it
left him alone, and bored out of his skull! 

As Dean pulled up to Gate 6, the main vehicle gate, he noted the
security guard was new. Dean came to a stop, wondering if the guy
would challenge him. The guy just stood there wearing a goofy smile on
his face, Dean couldn't resist.

"Ah...excuse me."

The guy walked over to his driver's side of the car.

"Do you know who I am?" asked Dean.

"No Sir." The guy's smile vanished, and he now looked worried.

Dean looked down to his stomach, which was protruding far over
his...was that a utility belt? Anyway, Ed had a habit of hiring guards
with big bellies. Jay told him that Ed did this for his own benefit.
One time, while Jay and Dean where sitting in a cart, Ed was talking
to one of the guards named George. George would wear his own security
uniforms because Ed didn't have any XXXXLarge. Jay pointed at the two
of them and stated; "Dean...now please observe. Take a look at
George's belly...it's humongous, isn't it?...now, look at Ed's
belly...it doesn't seem all that big anymore, does it?...that's the
only reason he hires these people." Dean laughed his ass off for a
good hour. Ed never knew what he was laughing at. Dean's memory faded
and now he looked at this new guard, and smiled; "Well, I want to park
here, where should I park my car?"

The guy mumbled something and Dean could have sworn it was something
to the affect that he wasn't supposed to park inside the gate, but
when Dean asked again; "Well, where should I park?" the guy just
motioned inside the gate to the right. As Dean started to pull away,
he saw the guy pull out a strange looking silver object. He appeared
to be talking into it. 'What the hell is that?' Dean wondered to
himself but the thought was forgotten. Dean knew the guy failed to do
the right thing, and it would be a matter of time before Jay would
pick up on the guy's uselessness. Maybe this was one of Ed's
"winners"? Dean parked his car and entered the office.

The second Dean entered, Karen, the day time Office Manager, started
filling him in on the admin duties. Jay and Ed were out probably
cruising around in their golf cart. If either of them walked more than
a few steps on these grounds, it would be a record. Dean thought that
Ed's ass was glued to the seat one year. Just as Karen was leaving,
Dean heard a loud voice coming from outside the office. Vic was back
and he entered the office like he usually did...like he owned it. 

"Damn! My ribs are killing me!" complained the rather pathetic looking
Tony Curtis look'a'like.

"What happened, Vic?"

"Fell off a huge deck at the 'Taste of Frampton'...cracked three
ribs!"

"Oh...sorry to hear that."

"That asshole better not have me floating this year...if he even
brings it up, I'm gonna tell him to kiss my ass!" Vic proclaimed in a
loud voice.

Dean knew that Vic was full of it. After being fired one year from the
Security here, Vic made it a point to keep quiet. Yep, nothing like
the Tri-County Fair to help him forget about all the miseries with
Lisa.

At around six, Jay entered the office.

"Dean...how's it going?" asked Jay with the usual serious look he wore
on his face.

Where Jay was, Ed was usually nearby. Dean smiled at Jay and extended
his hand for a handshake. Jay immediately started talking about the
various lists he was working on and how they needed this and that.
Dean saw Ed come in behind Jay smirking. Dean knew that Ed was
chuckling about Jay's lists. Both of them discussed Jay's
administrative obsession one night a long time ago, and Ed simply told
him to act like he was listening, but do what he wanted. Dean never
acted on a single thing that Jay told him. Jay used to make break
schedules that would have him going to gate 9 at 3:28 and twenty-nine
seconds. Jay used to take it even further by calling on the radio to
ask his location. It took a few times before Dean realized how to play
this game. Dean would quickly look at his schedule to see where he
should be and answer according to the schedule. Dean and Ed would
laugh endlessly at this practice. He got away with it for three
straight days before Jay caught on. Strangely enough, Jay didn't get
angry...he just stopped making schedules. As Jay rambled on about the
new lists for this and that, Ed would stick three fingers in the air
which indicated the amount of days it would take before Jay blew up in
frustration. While Jay had his back turned, Dean smirked back at Ed
and indicated two days with two fingers. Ed told him a long time ago
that it made Jay feel important when he made all these lists. Ed would
say; "It keeps him busy, so, just humor him."

Later on that evening, the three of them were in the office alone.
Dean looked forward to these times because it meant that they would
review the new people, pick on the old people and basically pick apart
everybody on the staff. 

"Did Jay tell you about Bimbo Girl" asked Ed with a huge grin.

Dean shook his head 'no' while Jay shook his head in amazement. Ed
added "Yeah, you wouldn't have believed it unless you were there, but
this girl is definitely in contention for this year's top award." 

"Yeah...you didn't meet her yet because she gets off before you get
in, but this weekend I'm sure you'll see her." Jay commented.

"Why do you call her Bimbo Girl?" asked Dean

"Well, you know that ole' expression; A picture can tell a thousand
words...one look at her and you'd know why." stated Ed.

"Anyway, she's part of the grandstand detail, so, here we are, trying
to get her out there by noon and Karen hands her a Security Shirt and
tells her to go put it on. Well, instead of her going to the bathroom
to change, she starts pulling her t-shirt over her head. Karen starts
to clear her throat, trying desperately to get my attention, and when
she finally does, I realize Karen wants me to look in back of me. I
turn around and the girl is completely naked from the waist up. Now,
the girl is nice to look at, but lets face it, wrong place and wrong
time. I start to worry that any second a Fair Official will walk
through that door and see this, so, I try to regain control of the
situation by pointing to the bathroom. The girl looks at the bathroom,
and then looks back at me with a look of confusion. Finally, Karen
speaks up and tells her to use the bathroom, and the girl replies; "I
don't have to pee." By this time, the girl is already buttoning up the
security shirt. Mind you, she isn't wearing a bra. I think I was too
stunned to react, so, I told her when she was done buttoning up her
shirt, to meet me out in front of the arena. Well, I call Ed on the
radio to have him swing by and when he does, I hop in the passenger's
side, and we sit there waiting for the girl to come out. When five
minutes elapse and no girl, I wonder what is taking so long. I run
back into the office, and Karen can see the frustration in my look.
Karen tells me that after I left, she went to the bathroom to put
make-up on. Karen said that she told the girl to go out front, but the
girl kept on giggling and saying that males preferred her to look good
rather than be on time. Karen just rolled her eyes as I walked back to
the cart. Finally, the girl comes out looking very, well, non security
like. She is nice to look at, although not too big on top. Not even
the security shirt helps her look official. As Ed is driving through
the midway, we start hearing a "Weeeeeee Weeeeeeeee Weeeeeee."
Understand, we know it is coming from the new security girl on the
back of our cart, and I mumble to Ed that he needs to improve some of
his hiring practices. Now, Ed and I wish we could be as far as
possible away from this girl. Ed pulls up beside his father, and
normally I would get out with the new employee and run down the
guidelines, but instead, Ed, knowing what was going through my mind,
says to his father; 'Here you go Unit 3, your new grandstand
employee.' We drive off barely containing our laughter. We hear the
girl yell out to us as we're driving off that she wants to go for
another ride. Now we crack up!"

Dean laughs along with Ed and Jay as they touch on a few other guards.
Dean thought for a moment that maybe he'd be able to get away without
talking about Lisa, but that didn't happen.

"So Dean, how's you and that knock out you were obsessed about last
year getting along?"

Dean knew that Ed was already aware that he was striking out with her,
so, he wasn't surprised to see Ed smile at him. Dean wondered how he
was going to answer when Jay said; "Didn't you do what I told you to
do?"

Dean snapped in frustration; "Yeah...I did what you said, and it
totally back fired, alright!"

Jay looked surprised, and then mumbled; "I never said it was
fail-safe."

Ed interjected with a grin; "If you had taken my advise, then you
would've been able to avoid all these headaches." 

Dean replied; "She doesn't give me headaches...what are you talking
about?"

Ed responded back; "I'm not talking about the head on your shoulders!"

With that Jay and Ed cracked up in a fit of laughter. Dean rolled his
eyes.


III.

The next day, Dean arrived from his real job frustrated again. Lisa
had made it a point to make her presence known throughout the entire
day, showcasing her lovely tail back and forth in front of Dean's
office. She knew damn well that he couldn't resist watching the sway
of her ass underneath her tight skirt, and it took all his will power
not to call her into his office.

Well, at least with tonight's Demolition Derby, he wouldn't have time
to dwell on it. Jay, as always, put together a detail, hand selecting
what he considered enough competence in order for him and Ed not to be
concerned. Dean knew this was the number one reason Jay had a problem
with incompetence. If someone didn't produce, it meant more work for
him. Ed laughed his ass off as Jay scrambled to make his job easier.
It didn't matter to Ed, he would simply go in the trailer himself and
have a cold one. 

Dean told Jay that he'd be available for the day shift over the
weekend. Dean knew that his former status as one of Ed's hockey
players, provided him the clout to basically work when he wanted, and
entitle him to special treatment. Jay usually didn't have a problem
with this and made sure that Ed's hand selected hockey players were
taken care of. But if anyone of them screwed up, Jay didn't care who
they were, and he'd come down hard on them the same way he came down
hard on everybody else. Ed would laugh his ass off when someone
complained, saying that scheduling was Jay's area, not his. 

Dean expected the radios to be blaring all throughout the night, which
should add something to the evening. Every time someone called Unit
One (Ed) or Unit Two (Jay), and told them that they were in pursuit of
a jumper and needed assistance, he would always hear them reply that
they were on their way. Dean of course broke up with laughter, because
he knew damn well that they weren't budging from their chairs inside
the trailer. 


IV.

Dean took a floater position on Saturday morning. This would allow him
the flexibility to walk around the grounds instead of being stuck in
the office. Jay wasn't pressed for a break person when he arrived, so,
he told Dean go make everybody happy. This meant 'Don't bother him and
stay busy'. Floater meant giving breaks, but it also meant taking
breaks. The only person that didn't receive a break was the office,
unless Jay provided one. 

At around two, just as he was heading back to the office, Dean noticed
a small tent that simply said; 'ESP...Fortune Told'. Dean remembered a
few years back when the Fair had one of these stands. It was a rip off
then and it was a rip off now. 

"Unit Two to Float Five" the voice sounded off from the radio.

Dean knew that it was Jay checking on him. Sometimes he acted worse
than his Mother.

"This is Float Five." Dean replied. "Location?" asked Jay

"Ah..." Dean quickly looked around. Many times Jay would call him
asking for his location and he'd be sitting in his golf cart, right
behind him. "...by the Arena."

Just then out of no where, Jay and Ed pulled up in their golf cart. Of
course Dean was no where near the Arena.

"What's this at the arena bullshit!?!" asked Ed with a smile.

Jay seemed preoccupied, looking at the small little tent. The sign
glowed; 'ESP...Fortune Told'. 

"You wouldn't believe what happened at Gate 4 today." stated Ed,
looking at Jay, waiting for him to tell the story.

"Yeah, I heard it over the radio...Was Orr actually attacked?" Dean
replied while referring to the incident earlier in the day. "What
happened out there?"

Jay tore his eyes off the sign and started laughing along with Ed. Jay
just loved to tell these stories and Ed gave way to the great orator.
"Yeah, he got attacked alright...and Ed and I witnessed the whole damn
thing. You see, we were sitting in our cart by Gate 2 (Ed's Mother
works Gate 2) and all of a sudden, we hear 'Gate 4 to Unit 3...Gate 4
to Unit 3.' (Unit 3 is Ed's Father, John, who is the other
Supervisor).

Dean interrupted to confirm that the guard they were talking about was
the little guy, Robert. 

"Yeah, the little guy. Anyway, Ed and I can both tell something is
really wrong hearing the panic in his voice. So, we have a clear view
of his gate given it's early and not crowded. Ed and I look down and
see him struggling with this huge lady...she had to be three hundred
pounds! By this time, he's yelling on the radio; 'I'm being
attacked...she's going to attack me...I'm trying to hold my
post...help! Help! Help!' Now, mind you, Ed and I are witnessing the
whole thing, but we're obviously too far to do anything to help him,
but in a way that's good, because we're both laughing so hard that
we're actually crying." 

Jay is laughing as he tells the story. Ed is cracking up, and Dean
can't help but laugh too. Jay continues the story; "Here we are,
watching this big lady who completely towers over poor Robert, shoving
her body up against him. We can see he's about mouth level with the
lady's huge tits, and poor Robert is getting tit whipped by the
things. As all this is going on, Clair (Ed's Mother) is telling me and
Ed that we should be ashamed of ourselves, but we're laughing so hard
it's contagious, and Clair starts to laugh, also. When Robert comes
back on the radio requesting emergency assistance, his voice sounds
muffled and we know why." Dean can't help laughing as Jay and Ed
relive the story.

"But...you didn't help him...how could you let him get beat up?!?"
Laughed Dean who tried catching his breath.

"Nah...we didn't let him get beat up. John (Ed's Father) sounded off
on the radio that he was on his way...of course Claire didn't like
this, because she thought that John would be next!"

After they all had a good laugh, Jay pointed towards the tent; "Hey
Dean, why don't you go in there and see if that fortune teller can
help you." Referring to his ordeal with Lisa.

As Dean glanced back towards the tent, he noticed a dark haired teen
girl going inside. Dean was baffled; 'Was this the fortune
teller?...she looked like she was sixteen!' 

Obviously Jay nor Ed saw the girl as Ed stated; "Give it a try...it
isn't as if it could get any worse." They both laughed. 

Dean headed inside the tent while Jay and Ed stayed outside. As he
entered the tent, he saw the girl sitting down with her hands pushed
up against her chin, as if to say; 'Well?...I don't have all day'. The
girl looked so young. She was very pretty, but so very young. 

The girl introduced herself as Kun Sunee, a Voodoo Priestess from
Thailand. Dean had some trouble maintaining a straight face when he
heard this; 'Yeah, right.' is what he wanted to reply but he took a
seat and played along. She was pretty and he figured he might as well
play this out. 

"I see you have girl trouble, yes." Stated the girl.

At first Dean was surprised to hear this from a girl this age...not
only that, she sounded funny, taking on a foreign accent. Dean
supposed his girl problems was the standard reason why males entered
this tent. 

"I will give you your heart's desire...you see." softly spoke Kun
Sunee.

Dean thought that this was getting to ridiculous and replied;
"Ah...Maybe another time. I really have to get back to work." As he
stood up attempting to leave. The girl simply looked up at him with a
goofy innocent look. As he was just about to exit, the girl said
something that stopped him dead in his tracks. 

"You want Lisa...yes.?"

Dean turned to the girl with suspicion. 

The girl continued. "Pretty name for pretty girl...do you have
picture?"

"No." Dean mumbled.

"Have you had relations?"

Dean felt himself turning red, and the girl asked again; "Did you
penetrate her being?" Dean found himself amazed how a young girl like
this could ask such a question without feeling a bit self conscience
about it. Before he realized what was going on, he suddenly found
himself sitting back down at the table and answering her. "Yes, once."

The girl smiled. "That is good...now, what you possess of hers?"

Dean almost saw a flicker of maturity in the girl when she asked
this...almost as if she was much older than the young girl he was
looking at. Dean thought for a few seconds, and couldn't come up with
anything. "Ah...I don't have anything of hers."

The girl peered into his eyes, as if studying his pupils. Slowly she
smiled. "She make something for you, yes."

This was getting stranger by the second. "How? How did you know?"

The girl smiled but said nothing.

Dean stammered; "Yes, she made me a Christmas ornament."

The girl replied; "Bring to me...you love girl Lisa, yes."

Dean wasn't sure if it really was love or lust, but he knew that he
wanted her like no other girl in his life. "I think so...yes."

The girl smile again, looking almost evil. "Voodoo spell is
relentless. She be yours for rest of her life. Important you love
her." 

Dean's mind flashed a vivid picture of Lisa. She was kneeling down
naked and it looked like he was...petting her? Yes, he was petting her
as if she were a pet! Dean felt himself responding to the image. The
vividness was almost life like! To actually be able to make love to
Lisa again would be a dream come true...but to actually own Lisa
outright, body and soul, blew his mind. 

The girl's voice snapped him out of his fantasy; "500.00 dollar"

"What!?!" 

"You pay $500.00...then Lisa yours."

'It's just a con!' Dean thought to himself. This girl was conning her.
"Are you saying that you won't do this until I give you five hundred
dollars?!?" 

"Yes. You pay, and then you possess Lisa."

Dean looked closely at the girl. This was ridiculous! 

"You need proof of voodoo...sample my powers, yes." Stated the girl
with a smile.

"Well, yeah...I mean that is a lot of money and I really don't know
whether or not you're telling me the truth." Replied Dean.

The girl again peered into his eyes, and smiled. "You shall have
proof...do you find me beautiful?"

Dean was surprised by this question, and found it stranger to be
answering her; "Yeah...you look very pretty but also very young."

"Physically...my body only fifteen."

Dean thought possibly sixteen...but yeah, he didn't doubt the
girl...WAIT!; "What do you mean, physically?"

The girl smiled, looking anything but innocent. She pulled her chair
out and started to take off a black skirt she was wearing. Dean wanted
to get up and leave, knowing that this was leading to something he
didn't want any part of, but found instead, without any violation on
his part, that he was going around the table to kneel in front of her.
Just then, the most important thing in the world to him was to make
love to her young pussy. The girl pulled her lovely tush up off the
chair and slid down her panties. Then she stretched her legs, exposing
her glistening pussy. Dean found himself going forward until his nose
and mouth were buried inside her crotch. He took in the aroma of the
girl's sex while tasting her juices. Both were delicious and he
couldn't get enough of her...

Then Dean opened his eyes. Huh! He was back in his seat. Did he just
imagine this? He looked over to the girl and she appeared to have a
sated look in her eyes...no, it couldn't be! His mouth tasted funny
and he licked his lips...he did do it! The girl smiled while nodding
her head. 

"Alright...I'll br...bring the...the...money
tomorrow...when...is...is...Lisa...mine?"

"Bring money and item and she be yours next sunrise."

Dean nodded his head and left. When he opened the flap of the tent, he
had to shield his eyes from the glare of the sun. Ed and Jay were
still both outside the tent, and he wondered why they waited all this
time...then he wondered if they could hear anything in there?

"What's the matter?...the Voodoo lady can't help you?" Jay asked with
a chuckle.

"I..." Dean was about to tell them she wasn't a lady but a girl, but
decided why bother. "never mind...Why are you two still here?" asked
Dean. 

"What do you mean?" asked Ed, as Jay added; "You were only in there
for a few seconds."

Dean felt confused. He looked back at the tent and saw the girl at the
entrance. "I would say it was more like twenty minutes..."

Just then the radio blared, cutting Dean's comment off; "Unit One,
this is LT...report to my trailer ASAP. Bring Unit Two with you."

Dean watched as Jay and Ed took off in the cart while he walked back
to the Arena Office.


V.

Throughout the day, Dean kept on thinking about the Voodoo Lady. By
the end of the night, he was beat. When Jay asked him if he could pull
another float schedule tomorrow, Dean agreed and said he'd come in
around 10:00. Jay gave him one of those 'only Ed's hockey players get
special treatment like this' looks. 

Later on the evening and into the morning hours, Dean searched through
his closet for the Christmas decorations. When he finally got to the
last box, he found his ornament. How could something this simple turn
a manipulative little minx into a compliant sex toy? 'He smiled',
thinking to himself he must be crazy for doing this, but, the slight
chance that this stuff actually worked was to tempting to ignore...his
mind flickered to the Voodoo Girl. The vividness of the girl's wide
spread legs and glistening pussy flooded his mind...and his dick
responded.


VI.

When Dean arrived the next morning, Jay added a few more gates to his
schedule due to a no show. "Just cut down the amount of time you give
them" stated Jay, referring to the guards. Jay's philosophy was, if
the staff has their breaks and a decent amount of time for lunch, then
they'll be happy. If the staff is happy, then he won't hear complaints
and the morale will be high. If there are no complaints and the morale
is high, Jay felt he did a good job. Dean always agreed that this
philosophy was good, but not necessarily fail safe. The Tri-County
Fair bred a different species. Dean knew that Vic, for example, made
his own rules and told everybody to 'fuck Jay and Ed'. Vic made sure
he intimidated the younger guards and went as far as to tell the new
staff that he was doing them a favor by giving them a quick five
minute break. When Jay asked the new staff if everything was going
fine, and if they were receiving their breaks, they had no idea that
their lack of breaks was abnormal. Vic would use the extra time to
discreetly bet on the horses. Dean used to wonder how this guy could
be rehired back year after year when Ed and Jay knew all this was
going on. Ed explained to him that Vic brought them so much laughter,
that he really had to screw-up big time not to be hired back. One
year, Vic was banned from working the Fair, and they were so bored
without stories that year, that they hired him back just to spark some
more laughter.

Dean was tempted to go straight over to the Voodoo Girl, but felt he'd
better make sure everybody was really happy with their breaks before
stopping in.



VII. 

Just before Dean entered the tent, he looked at his watch. Then he
entered. Sitting behind the table with a crystal ball in the middle
was NOT the girl he talked to yesterday, but instead a different girl.
In fact, much different. This girl had very long blond hair that went
all the way down to her ass, and a pair of huge tits that almost
looked out of place on her rather slim form. The girl smiled and told
him to sit down.

"Wh...where's the other girl?"

"My name is Kun Sunee, Voodoo Priestess from Thailand, same girl you
speak with day ago."

"That's impossible!" 

The girl smiled and replied; "You doubt my powers? Maybe you need new
demonstration, Yes?" 

Dean quickly shook his head 'no' and handed her five one hundred
dollar bills, plus the Christmas ornament Lisa made him. 

The blond Voodoo Girl smiled, putting the money away into a box. Dean
felt apprehensive as he watched the girl take the ornament and place
it inside a jar. The jar appeared to be filled with some sort of
sparkling blue liquid. As soon as the ornament touched the liquid, it
burst into flames, and dissolved. 

The girl chanted;
"Misa...Vesul...Remor...Talto...Misa...Vesul...Remor...Talto."

Slowly, as the chanting continued, the blue liquid turned crystal
clear. The girl then took the jar and poured the contents into a
drinking glass. "Drink this and girl be yours."

"Just like that????" Dean took the glass and gazed at the liquid. It
looked like water to him. "What is it? What does it taste like?"

The girl smiled; "You drink spell. Spell then work while Lisa sleep.
When Lisa wake, she be yours."

Dean drank the contents down...it not only looked like water, it
tasted like water! He felt for sure he was being 'had'. Flashes of Ed
and Jay outside laughing their ass off right now made him doubt the
whole thing. Dean nodded his head and turned to leave. When he exited
the tent and was outside, he looked at his watch. Dean felt a sudden
fear when his watch reflected only a few seconds after the time he
entered. Dean didn't have time to question this as he heard the radio
blare; "Unit Two to Float Five, location?"

When Jay caught up with Dean he asked him if he could work the entire
day and night shift on Labor Day. Dean wasn't to keen on the idea. He
was hoping to test the spell out on Lisa before the end of the Fair,
just in case the Voodoo Girl was a fake. He agreed anyway.


VIII.

Later on that evening, Dean was in the office with Ed's wife, Mary
Kaye, who was waiting for her husband to take her to the demo derby.
The new guy from Gate 6, who Dean played a little mind game with the
very first day, came into the office to use the rest room. The guy
took off his long police looking overcoat, and he appeared to be
wearing a utility belt of some sorts around his rather large waist,
but it was hard to tell due to his EVEN LARGER belly.

Dean couldn't resist asking; "So, what's with the belt?"

The guy almost looked happy that Dean noticed it. He then unsnapped it
and placed it on the desk in front of Dean. "Here, take a look. I'll
be back in a minute."

Mary Kaye, who stayed quiet during this exchange, just smiled at Dean.
Mary Kaye was well aware of the legendary stories this Fair
produced...she thought herself extremely lucky that she was going to
witness one first hand.

Dean's eye was caught by a flashing object coming from one of the
pouches on the belt. When he looked closer, with Mary Kaye leaning
over the desk to inspect, also, they saw how the gadget was half
sitting in and half out of a cloth pouch. The object had a silvery
glow to it and looked to be some sort of sphere. In addition, Dean saw
a line of seven silver bullets on the back of the belt. A few more
pouches and then what appeared to be a huge sheath for a survival
knife.

Mary Kaye's eyes lit up with amazement...even after all these years
here, she still couldn't believe some of these people. 

"This guy is right out of the 'X Files." she whispered to Dean.

Dean was about to make a comment but heard the flush of the toilet and
they both quicky put the belt back on the desk. The guy came out of
the restroom and walked over to the desk. Grabbing it, he placed it
back around his waist. "What do you think?" the guy proudly asked.

"Oh...you certainly look like you're prepared...by the way, you lose
something?" Dean pointed to the empty sheath. 

The guy almost pouted; "Ed said I couldn't wear a knife...so, its
sitting in my glove compartment inside my truck...I told him I had a
permit to carry one, but he told me I couldn't."

Mary Kaye spoke up; "I didn't know that they gave out permits to carry
knives."

The guy turned to Mary Kaye for the first time. "Well, they
don't...but I have one just in case." Then the guys face lit up with a
proud smile again. "A friend told me how I should have one in case,
so, he was able to contact a friend he has out in California and get
me one...it cost me $500.00 but it was well worth it."

Mary Kaye looked stunned and was speechless. Dean spoke up; "You mean
you have a permit to carry a knife that cost you $500.00, but it isn't
actually a permit, because there are no such things for carrying
knives." The second Dean finished this statement, he thought of the
$500.00 he spent today, and wondered how much different this was to
what he did?

"Just never know...see this?" The guy pulls out a compass.

Dean looks at it and nods.

The guy then shows it to Mary Kaye. 

"This looks like a compass to you two, right?"

They both nod their heads.

"Well..." The guy takes a look around, then in back of him, to make
sure no one is looking and adds; "This is really an alien tracking
device...if we get one here while at the Fair, I will be ready."

Dean and Mary Kaye's eyes lit up with alarm! They had themselves a
bonafide quack! It took them every ounce of willpower not to bust out
laughing. Although, that sphere looking contraption now peaked his
curiosity. "What about that?" pointing to the gadget inside one of the
other pouches.

The guy smiled, and took it out; "This is a ray gun...you know, a
fazer...its harmless to us, but to the aliens, it would be lethal."

"How did you get it?" asked Mary Kaye, unable to resist what direction
this dialog was going in.

"Same friend! Real cheap, too. He gave it to me for a couple of
grand."

Dean butted into the conversation, not wanting Mary Kaye to have all
the fun; "Do you expect any?...you know, alien's."

"Well...I don't like to alarm people, but I think they're monitoring
me...waiting for a breach to their security. As long as I'm on to
them, they should maintain their distance." replied the guy.

Dean noted that it was close to ten minutes since the guy came into
the office, so, he took advantage of the opportunity to tell him to go
back to Gate 6. "Maybe you'd better get back out there and
re-establish your...er...parameter."

The guy looked pleased with this suggestion. "You're right! Off to the
Bat Cave!!!" he shouted to no one in particular and with that, the guy
starts singing; "Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
na na BatMan!" (the Batman theme from the campy television show from
the 60s) as he ran out the door.

Dean and Mary Kaye were utterly speechless. This just didn't happen
they thought to themselves. Dean went over to the radio and called;
"Base to Unit 1 or Unit 2...Base to Unit 1 or Unit 2, come in."

"This is Unit 2." replied Jay.

"Mary Kaye is still here waiting and we both need to see both of you
at the earliest possible time."

"Received...enroute."

Mary Kaye mumbled; "You realize that if we didn't have each other to
back up this story, nobody would believe us."

Dean mumbled back; "Nobody will believe us anyway."


VIII.

The next morning in the small town of ...er...irrelevant. A very
beautiful girl wakes up feeling stranger than she ever felt before.

"What's the matter with me?" murmured Lisa Thorn, as she slowly
climbed out of bed and away from David. Lisa's teddy was soaked around
her collar and chest area. When she looked down she could see her
nipples poking against the wet cotton material. When she started
walking, she felt a dampness inside her panties. Perspiration wasn't
the only reason for this condition. Lisa tried to recall her dream,
but it only came in bits and pieces. The few parts she could bring up
made her blush. She knew that she couldn't classify her dream as a
nightmare, given the intense sexual feeling she received from it, but
it rattled her nonetheless. As Lisa stripped down to take her shower,
she took inventory of her body. Other than her height (she would have
preferred being taller), she was very thankful to be blessed with her
beauty. Her breasts were ample and worshiped by her fiance. When she
brought her hands up to cup them, her mind flashed to her dream. Dean!
The image of him standing with her shocked her. What was going on?
Lisa closed her eyes and could see Dean standing there naked behind
her. He circled his arms around her, cupping his own hands over her
hands. Both of them played with her nipples. While she relished the
feeling, he pushed his hard member from behind and slid it up against
the crevice of her wet slit. Lisa moaned, then allowed him entrance,
strategically positioning her body for him. Just at the feeling of
penetration, her eyes flew wide open! What was happening to her!?!
Lisa reached down with her right hand, inserting two fingers inside of
herself. The mere moment her fingers brushed up against her clit, she
climaxed! "Unnnggghhhhhhh." 


Lisa was stunned when she calmed down. She shook off the feeling as
best as she could and climbed into the shower. Instead of a hot
shower, she felt a cool one was in order. Why was she thinking of
Dean? She couldn't for the life of her understand why he would all of
a sudden be popping up in her dream...then she blushed when she
realized her pun. 

While Lisa sat down at the kitchen table and ate her bagel, her mind
kept on flickering images of Dean. David was going out today with his
friends which basically left her alone to herself for the day. Maybe
she should call Dean? Why was she so horny? Lisa then thought about
David, but the second her thoughts settled on him, she felt a shudder.
A cold shudder. Her mind went back to Dean and she felt a warmth
centering again in her lower region. Lisa's mind went back to her
memory of the one night they had together. Dean was cute and that made
her seduction all the more easier, but the reason she slept with him
was so she could have the upper hand with him. Lisa would hear some of
the older girls rave about him and wish they could get him into bed.
Lisa merely wiggled her pretty behind in his face one day and that was
all it took. Lisa knew that her beauty was a few steps above the usual
pretty girls. She simply played the vulnerable confused girl with him,
and they ended making love. Actually, she made sure to give him that
impression. She chose to look at it as fucking. A pure simple fuck.
She liked Dean, but he wasn't what she was looking for. She also liked
David, again the shudder. Lisa only agreed to their engagement because
she wanted to get out of her house at the time. David was a way to
make this happen. Lisa knew she could string him a long and put off a
wedding date for another couple of years, and by that time she would
be ready to leave him. 

Lisa was dazing when the phone rang.

"Hello"

"Hi...Lisa...this is Dean."

Lisa felt a flush of emotions...and arousal...intense arousal; "Hi
Dean!...I...I was just thinking about you!"

"Hopefully nice thoughts...I was wondering...how would you like to
come to the Tri-County Fair today."

Lisa didn't understand her body's reaction, but there was no denying
it. "That would be great!"


IX.

When Dean drove up the highway towards the Fair on Labor Day morning,
he did so with a smile. Lisa was his, wasn't she? He was nervous when
he called her, but the second she responded so enthusiastically at the
sound of his voice, and then to his suggestion to come up to the Fair,
he was convinced that the spell had worked. Lisa would not be doing
these things if she wasn't influenced by some outside source. Lisa
responded that she would be right up, but he had to stop her and tell
her to be up around ten. Dean smiled when he thought he heard a pout
come from her. 

When Dean walked into the Security Office, the first thing he saw was
the Bimbo girl sitting there doing her nails. Karen was sitting behind
the desk reading a magazine. Ed, nor Jay were anywhere in sight. Dean
gave the strange girl a glance, making sure as not to send the wrong
signal. The girl was cute, but paled in comparison to Lisa.

"Hi."

"Hi...your Dean, right?"

"Yeah...what do you need?"

"Oh goodie...That guy that runs things...what's his name again???"

"Ed."

"No silly...the boss...Jay."

Dean turned to Karen and saw her smirk.

"What about Jay?"

"He said that you would, like, take me for a ride on the golf cart."

Dean rolled his eyes, knowing fully well what was going on. "Ah...I'm
not really sure why he said this to you...he must have forgotten that
I don't have a golf cart."

The Bimbo girl's smile disappeared. "You mean I can't go for a ride?"

Dean, seeing the girl was about to cry quickly replied; "Sorry...maybe
Ed can take you?"

The girl's face lit up with a smile again; "Oh goodie! He was driving
the last time I went for a ride...wwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeee...I remember
going so fast!" 

Dean was genuinely startled, responding; "Yeah...you know...I bet you
Karen here could contact him."

Karen looked at Dean with a smile and replied; "They're with the State
Police." referring to the LT's trailer. 

Dean looked back at the Bimbo girl. The girl apparently didn't
register what that meant. Having to spell it out, Dean stated; "Sorry,
they're on the other side of the grounds...guess you'll have to walk."

The Bimbo girl replied; "The nerve!..." While storming out of the
office.

Dean just shook his head in amazement. 

Karen busted out laughing.


X.

Dean made arrangements with Gate 6 to let Lisa in when she arrived. 

"She'll be asking for me and driving a red sports car...I expect her
around ten." stated Dean.

Chet, the day time guard smiled while replying; "Sure...not a
problem...I'll radio you when she arrives."


XI.

Later on that morning, Ed and Jay caught up with Dean by Gate 8. They
all had a laugh regarding the Bimbo girl. Then Ed told Dean about
Norm, who Jay had detailed to guard the first turn mutual (building
where people bet on the horse racing) during the demo derby. 

Dean was confused and wondered why. "Did the Fair want the infield
mutual covered?" asked Dean, who added; "I mean...its empty at night,
isn't it?"

"Yep...tell us Jay...why did you detail the poor soul there?" Ed
responded with a smile.

Jay started laughing and commented; "You should have seen the guy!
There wasn't a soul over there and it was pitch black out. The
building's doors is wide open, and there was Norm, in the dark,
standing by the doorway."

"What was he doing?...Did he know what he was supposed to do?"

"I told him that we had a tip that someone was going to steal one of
the televisions in there, and that we needed him to just stand there."

Dean remembered how Jay wanted to fire Norm last year because of the
complaints lodged against him. It was one of the few times that Jay
and Ed argued over a Fair issue. Most of the time they agreed on
things. He remembered Jay's exact words; 'The guy is out there scaring
little kids...he's already made two girls and a boy cry.' Ed had
argued back; 'But he didn't do anything!' Jay shouted back; 'He looked
at them!'...the bottom line was that Norm kept his job, but ever since
that time, Jay always made sure to schedule him in an area away from
family people. For the rest of Fair last year, he scheduled Norm to
the dreaded parking lot detail, and now he was on the Night Shift. He
remembered Jay's statement; 'Hopefully it will be too dark for anybody
to see his face.'

Dean couldn't restrain himself any longer. "Guess who's coming up to
pay me a visit today."

Jay looked at him suspiciously while Dean wore the biggest of smiles
and finally said; "Lisa."

Dean shook his head in acknowledgment.

"No way...you're so full of it." replied Ed.

"Nope...not full of it...Yep...I'm meeting her at ten." replied Dean.
It was nine-thirty.

"Why the sudden change?" asked Jay, looking a little perplexed.

"I don't know...but I'm not complaining." Dean had no intention of
telling him about the Voodoo Girl...both Voodoo Girls. 

"What...did that Voodoo lady do, cast a spell for you?" 

Dean merely smiled...and then wondered why they always referred to the
girl as a lady.


XII.

Lisa was standing outside by her car when she saw a golf cart drive
up. It took her a few moments to realize Dean was on the back. The
realization that it was Dean and the sight of him struck her like
lightning! It was as if a switch for all her sexual feelings was
suddenly turned on! Lisa stood speechless as her body cried out with
desire! Intense sexual desire! Lisa felt her body pitch forward and
more than anything she wanted him! The arousal licked at her every
where and she could feel herself lubricating where she stood. Lisa
couldn't understand this...it just didn't make sense! With every
inhale and exhale, her breasts jiggled up and down sexily. Strangely,
Lisa felt pleased with this knowledge. Anything to look sexy for Dean!
Lisa could see that Dean was smiling as he approached, and again she
felt a feeling of pleasure. 

"Hi Lisa...how are you this morning?" asked Dean, looking at her as if
studying her.

"Hi...(catching her breath)...Hi...Dean...I...I'm..." stammered Lisa,
unable to control the arousal she was feeling. It was hard for her to
talk.

"This is Ed, and Jay, they run Security here at the Fair...this is
Lisa Sterling."

Lisa could only take her eyes off of Dean for a second, as she nodded
and said; "Hi".

Dean told Jay that he was going on break for awhile. Jay just nodded
with his mouth agape. Ed couldn't believe it either. They drove away
leaving Dean alone with Lisa. 

Lisa's eyes wore a desperate expression, as she hoped and prayed that
Dean would kiss her, or at least touch her. 

"Lisa...why are you here?"

Lisa continued to stand still as her arousal continued to build;
"I...I...you invited me, remember?"

Dean smiled at her and again asked; "But why did you come?"

Lisa felt a little frightened that Dean would send her away, and
answered; "To...be with...you."

"What about David?"

'David'...Lisa hadn't even considered him. Lisa tried for a second to
think about him, but neither his image or the emotion surfaced. Not
even the cold shudder...just nothing. Only Dean mattered. What was
going on? "Can...we be someplace private?"

"Sure...I know a place." replied Dean.


XIII.

On the car ride across the bridge and into another little town, Dean
couldn't help smile at Lisa's new demeanor. She smiled back, blushed,
and he could tell with the pitching of her breasts, and ragged
breathing, she was squirming in her seat for him.

Dean was curious just how far out of control she was, and asked;
"Lisa...have you ever went down on someone?"

"no." Lisa replied, blushing even a darker shade of red. Then added;
"but...but...if you wanted me too, I would...do you want me too?"

Dean smiled, feeling his erection strain against the fabric of his
jeans. He nodded 'yes'.

Lisa leaned over the seat, and proceeded to unzip the zipper of his
pants, then pulled out his member. Lisa's eyes lit up at the sight.
Dean watched in fascination as she lowered her head and started
licking along each side of his shaft while her hands caressed his
base. The sensation when Lisa placed her whole mouth over him sent a
flush of pleasure throughout him! Dean found driving extremely
difficult as Lisa slowly provided him pleasure. Dean couldn't help but
notice a few people from other cars glancing at them during traffic
stops. A group of teenagers in an RV could see right in while Lisa's
head was bobbing up and down on him. This didn't stop him, though, she
was his now, and there would be a lot of things she was going to be
performing that she wouldn't have dreamed about doing before. Just as
Dean pulled into the apartment complex, he could feel he was going to
shoot his wad.

"Lisa...would you swallow for me?"


XIV.

When they entered the apartment, Dean walked over to the couch and sat
down. Lisa, not sure what to do, was about to sit down herself, but
Dean stopped her; "No Lisa, first I want you naked...okay."

Lisa again blushed. She still found herself in a grip of passion she
could neither understand, nor resist. Lisa brought her hands
immediately up to her blouse, and began unbuttoning the buttons. Her
tight designer jeans followed the blouse. Now she stood before him in
her panties and bra. She wasn't sure why she dressed this way when she
put on her sexy silk underwear this morning, but now she was glad she
did. When Lisa sprung free her beautiful tits by unsnapping her bra
and then slid down her crotch soaked panties, she made a stunning
sight. She saw Dean's eyes study her nudity, and despite knowing that
she looked quite erotic, taking on her most sexiest pose, she still
feared that she may not meet Dean's standards. Lisa just hoped she
looked as good to Dean as she thought she looked to herself.

Dean looked at her with a grin. Lisa was not only naked, but she could
feel herself dripping her arousal down the insides of her thighs. Dean
lifted himself up off the couch and slid down his own jeans. His own
underwear followed his jeans, along with his shirt. Lisa smiled
bashfully when she saw that he was hard again.

Dean moved Lisa over to the couch, slowly moving his palms over the
contours of her lovely ass. He then caressed her sexy curves along her
slim waist line and finally moved around her to cup her full beautiful
breasts. Lisa's nipples were erect, and when he pinched them both, she
moaned while rubbing her buttocks up against his erection. Dean bent
Lisa down on the arm of the couch, and quite easily slid into her very
wet sheath. "Uuuunnnnhhhh. Plllleeeaaaassssssssse." she moaned, as her
body cried out for more.

Dean slowly started a pumping motion, burying his member deep into her
wet pussy and then moving it back out - only to ram back into her.
Dean, never felt sex this intense before, and with every thrust he
gave her, Lisa screamed her passion out louder. Lisa's eyes glazed
over after her third orgasm and then passed out after her fourth.


XV.

Dean and Lisa did nothing but fuck the rest of the morning and into
the afternoon. Both were insatiable, feeling like they couldn't get
enough of each other. Dean didn't get back to the Fair until after
two. As much as he wanted Lisa to be with him, he instructed her to go
home and rejoin him later on at the pizza party the security force
always partook in. 

Dean had only dreamed that this voodoo shit worked. But now that he
had living proof, and Lisa was his, he felt like seeing the Voodoo
Girl one more time. He had to thank her! His mind recaptured the last
few hours and he smiled. Lisa was as breath-taking as they get. Add
her constant state of arousal, and he pictured a little minx squirming
with pleasure. 


XVI.

Lisa, for the life of her, couldn't understand why her body was
responding in this manner. Further more, why was she responding like
this? Never did she imagine that sexual desire could be this powerful.
The constant hunger she felt for Dean's touch defied logic but there
was no denying the orgasms that occurred when he did touch her. Lisa
smiled with the memory of the last few hours. Dean instructed her to
come back up to the Fair around 8:00 p.m. and the thought that she was
going to be with him tonight, was making her horny all over again.
Still, as her mind lightly touched on her actions this morning, she
was surprised that she was behaving in this type of manner. Her mind
rationalized one way, but her body screamed another...and Lisa's body
now overruled her mind. Lisa thought that maybe he somehow hypnotized
her, or was using some other form of mind control. This wasn't like
her at all. Still, she couldn't do anything about feeling this way and
the further away she drove, the harder it was becoming. 


XVII.

"Where the hell have you been?" asked Ed. Although figuring the
obvious.

"Sorry...couldn't pass it up." Replied a smiling Dean. 

Jay smiled as Dean handed him back the apartment key. The place
belonged to Jay's brother. "You did clean up any potential stains,
right?"

Dean smiled in reply; "Lisa took care of everything...she licked up
every one of them."

"Where is she?" asked Ed, amazed at these developments.

"Back home...she'll be back up later...I invited her to the pizza
party."

Jay looked amazed and finally mumbled; "You know...we went back over
to that Voodoo Lady and she and the tent were long gone...something
really weird has happened, huh."

Dean smiled; "The spell or whatever that Voodoo Girl did,
worked...Lisa is like a sex slave to me."

Ed hung his mouth open and muttered; "I don't believe it...and why did
you call her a girl. She must have been one hundred years old!"

Dean looked confused. Did he lick an old lady's pussy? "The person I
talked to was a girl, but anyway, all the powers they have work...I
have first hand proof, and I'll prove it to you later."


XVIII.

Lisa soaked in the bath when she got home. All day she did little
things to make herself pretty. She wore her sexiest black dress and as
she gazed at her image in the mirror, she knew she looked great. For
the first time, Lisa noticed her eyes. Same color, brown, but there
was a look to them that she had never seen before. Almost a hungry
pained look. A look of animal desire. The thought aroused her. God! I
need Dean! On the way out, she spotted David returning. As she passed
him, she casually stated that she would be moving out and moving back
in with her Mom. David looked at her speechless, not sure what was
going on. Lisa merely got in her car without saying another word and
drove off. Lisa tried again to analyze her feelings. She found she no
longer felt any emotion for David. 



XIX.

When Lisa arrived, every head within proximity turned around to gape
at her beauty. Dean looked up at his Lisa when she walked in. He got
an instant erection. The thought that this beauty was his to do with
what he wanted was powerfully arousing. Dean smiled at Lisa and nodded
when her eyes asked permission for a hug. The two of them hugged and
kissed, while the few that were in the office looked on. Just before
Dean moved back from his kiss, he snuck a hand up inside her dress.
She wasn't wearing panties, just like he instructed, he cupped her
lovely rounded ass while inserting a couple of fingers inside her very
wet pussy. Lisa moaned while twitching her ass up further against his
penetration, begging for his fingers to go deeper. Steve J., an old
timer who had been working for Ed and Jay since they took over the
Fair eleven years ago, stood watching the scene. Dean noted the old
timer and chuckled, thinking, 'I hope he doesn't have a heart attack.' 

"Alright...Lisa. You take your foxy looking ass and sit down over
there. I have work to do." Lisa pouted as she licked Dean's fingers
clean before doing as asked.

As Dean took in the uniforms from everybody and annotated the paper
work, Lisa sat in the chair opposite him with her hands on her lap. It
was a strange feeling, having someone gaze at you like that, all the
time, thought Dean...but, he decided he could get used to it. 

When Ed and Jay got in the office, it was hard for them not to stare
at Lisa. She epitomized beauty and sexiness, and she looked like a
cross between a high class model and a high charging call girl. When
Jay caught Dean far enough away from Lisa's hearing range, he asked if
she was wearing a bra. Dean laughed and replied; "Lisa, Jay wants to
know if you're wearing a bra?"

Jay turned red in embarrassment for the girl. Lisa turned red in
embarrassment for herself, but while she blushed, she nodded 'no'
replying; "Dean told me I can't wear bras or panties anymore..."

Dean turned back to Jay and grinned. Jay looked at Dean in
astonishment. Lisa just gazed at Dean expectantly. 


XX.

"Dean...Dean...Dean" He heard someone familiar calling his name.
Slowly he opened his eyes. Where was the office? Where was Lisa?

"Huh...what...(it was hard to talk)...what happened?"

Dean's Mother was sitting beside him. He was laying on a bed...it
looked like. The hospital? Dean tried to lift himself up when he felt
a painful throbbing shoot straight to his head (the one on his
shoulders). 

"Take it slow...You were in an accident."

"What!"

"On your way to the Fair, you somehow lost control of your car. Good
thing you were wearing your seat belt."

"How long...where's Lisa?!?"

"Who?"

"Lisa."

"Oh, you mean that girl from work...well, Lisa wasn't with you..."

Dean felt confused; "What day is it?"

"Still Thursday...I called Ed Garr and said that you were in an
accident. He should be here any minute."

Just then Ed entered the room; "You'll do anything to get out of
working the Fair this year, won't you."

Dean started to slowly realize that his most memorable and pleasurable
time at the Fair was only a dream. While Ed droned on about how he
expected him to be at the Fair tomorrow, he reached his hand down
underneath the hospital sheet and inside his gown. He flushed red
embarrassed. Dean realized that his dream wasn't just a dream. It was
a wet dream. 'Now, that's something I haven't experienced in a long
time.' he thought. He moved his hand away from his sticky groin area.

The End 






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