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Voodoo At the Fair 
by JR Parz (rjzach@avid.dynip.com)

***

A guy meets a really sexy woman and is drawn into 
something that he can't quite explain, or even remember 
when all's said and done. (MF, mc, humor)

***

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.

A Special thanks to Dana Short who proof read this long 
story!

***

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 bear 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 ecstasy 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 it 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 heartbroken 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 reins 
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 XXXX-
Large. 

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-alike.

"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 let's 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 
"Weeee! Weeee! 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 advice, 
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 nowhere, Jay and Ed pulled up in their 
golf cart. Of course Dean was nowhere 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," spoke 
Kun Sunee softly.

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-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?" he asked instead.

"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 too 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 too 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 quickly 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 burst 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, 
err... 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 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 err... 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 fiancé. 

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! "Unnhhhh!"

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. You're 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 full 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; "Weeee! 
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 everywhere 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; "b-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. "Ummm, pleeeeze!!" 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. Furthermore, 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, as he moved his hand away from his sticky groin 
area.

The End 

For more stories by this author:
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