"So I guess this whole contest is a farce to you then," Janine almost screeched.

"Oh no," Mom purred. "I intend to win. I've been working on new techniques that will blow his mind."

"Like hell old woman," Willow snarled. "This may be my first time but I intend on wiping the floor with the two of you."

"Then it's on," Janine said smiling. "I was concerned you were compromised over this son of yours."

"No," Mom said. "Just because I submit to his pleasures doesn't mean I am going to let him win."

"Ah, that places things into a whole new light then." Janine said. "My concerns are gone,...