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Between the unusual habits of her daughter, the utter lack of conversation from her son, and the endless paranoia that her husband was spewing, Tandy needed to get out of the house every now and again, and she had to be sneaky about it, to boot.

She felt terrible betraying the better sensibilities of her husband. He refused to mention why, but he was a wreck when he came in the night before, and it was almost the breaking point for Tandy, who saw her husband dripping with sweat, covered in dirt and shaking worse than the feverish body of a sickly child. He was muttering something about their neighbors, and said that they couldn't trust anyone...

...But that somehow wasn't enough to stop Tandy from going next door to confide in Tina, who she truly enjoyed the company of.

"It's a shame that your husband is having such trouble fitting in at the school. From what I understand, most of the new teachers at the high school end up loving it, there!" Tina commented, as she sat upon the long, comfortable couch in the plentiful living room of the Walton household. "It sounds to me like he could really use a hobby to occupy his mind when he isn't at work!"

"All he wants is a drinking buddy, these days," Tandy suggested. "He hits the bottle hard when he gets home, and his ramblings are starting to make less and less sense, but I won't deny that it's made me feel a bit edgy about living here."

Tina cocked a brow defiantly at the mention of alcohol. "Well, it's a good thing he brought his own supply from your old town. Stonebury is a dry city, and the only taverns around serve mostly watered down alcohol, anyway. The town has a proud heritage of being above the influence of such devious substances."

The statement couldn't have been anymore ironic, and if Tandy were to listen more closely to her husband, she might have been able to see right through it, but she was still blinded by the need for female company that wasn't her own daughter.

Albeit nervously, she managed a quick giggle, not wanting to have completely thrown Steven under the bus. "Once he settles in, I'm sure that he'll cut back from the booze. He never used to drink like this at home, honestly...I just think he's stressed out about making this whole experience enjoyable for his family."

"Word around town is that your kids are doing fine," Tina commented. "I don't think he's got much of anything to worry about, and if he really needs another man to chat with about his hobbies, I'm sure my husband would be more than happy to oblige."

"That's very kind of you to offer, Tina. Thank you...though, it isn't just my husband that has some concerns about Stonebury."

Given her recent induction into the dark world of Stonebury, Tina was overly zealous about defending the reputation of the town, and she had to bite back on her own frustration with Tandy's words in order to properly reply.

"What on earth could worry you about this place, Tandy? It's a wholesome, small town with big values and morals. We like things quiet, decent and friendly, and we've got plenty to offer a family like your own."

The wives were sitting on the couch for a discussion during lunch, and though Tandy thought she was sly about removing the cheese from her sandwich, there was no doubt that Tina noticed the gesture. "Is it the kind of place that a young man and woman can grow and flourish into their own lives, though? My son and daughter aren't going to want to live under our roof for much longer. I'm sure that they'd be out already, if they could afford it!"

"Oh, my son, Kyle is the exact same way! I'm sure he'd already be living next door, if he just had the money," Tina replied.

Tandy was nervous to bring up the topic, but since Tina did the work for her, she paused before the next bite of her sandwich and set it on the plate in her lap. "Tina...about that. I'd never dare to ask numbers, but you look so youthful, and Kyle is already a grown man...were you...rather young, when you had him?"

Tina waved a hand dismissively as she swallowed down another bite of her sandwich, and washed it away with a sip of tea. "Tandy, my dear...I get this question all of the time! I was blessed with a youthful complexion, and even as I've aged, I've managed to keep my looks. I barely even use any make-up, for what it's worth!"

"I only hope that I can keep my looks from fading for much longer. Having a pair of kids really added some years to my expression!" Tandy replied, forcing out a laugh at the sentiment so that her question didn't feel so suspicious. "If you don't mind my asking, what's your secret to keeping those good looks?"

An authentic blush slipped along Tina's cheeks as she stood up from the couch and gestured to the wall. Upon it, a series of floating shelves were covered with different trinkets, carved straight from ivory and obsidian rock, taking a number of unique and interesting shapes.

"They're fertility dolls. They're supposed to help with keeping the body youthful and looking beautiful," Tina explained, and as she did, she rested an open palm upon her stomach. "And I can say for a fact that they work, at least, to a point. We're actually expecting our fourth child very soon!"

Unable to know Tina's true age, Tandy did her best to act happy, rather than shocked about the news. "That's wonderful! Congratulations!" she cheered, and she offered an embrace to Tina, who happily returned it. "You and your husband must be quite the busy couple! I have to wonder how you find time to manage that with a few adult children living at home..."

Tina faltered for a moment, but remembered that Tandy was yet to be corrupted. "Ahh...y-yes, adult children. They're quite a handful, to be sure, but my husband and I still find the time!" she tried to explain, and this time, it was her laughter that was forced, and more obviously so. "If you and Steven are having troubles in your love life, I'd happily let you borrow one of these."

Reaching up to the shelf after they ended their embrace, Tina cupped a large, ivory carving of a satyr in her hands and held it out to Tandy, who carefully took it into her palms. "This is such a strange creature...I don't think I've ever seen one before! Is this from some kind of mythology?" Tandy asked, as she admired the impressive attention to detail, and the strength of the horns, claws, and other, smaller features.

"It's a satyr. They're often associated with fertility and sensuality, so if you're having bedroom troubles, this is sure to help you out!"

Accepting such a gift felt somehow naughty to Tandy, but somehow, it seemed worse to reject it, so she smiled and nodded in thanks. "If you're popping out a fourth child this far into your marriage, I'm sure this will be all the help that I need, Tina. Thank you."

The afternoon was growing late, and Tandy still had to straighten the house before Steven returned home from work that day. Tina could sense it, and she began packing up what was left of their lunches into Tupperware containers so that Tandy could bring the food home with her. "It's my pleasure, Tandy. I'm always glad to help out a neighbor...and if you're worried that the statue won't quite do the trick, I can always give you something a little bit stronger to persuade your man."

"Stronger?" Tandy asked, as she took the Tupperware container in her free hand.

The statue would be hard enough to explain to Steven, and would only further his concerns, but when Tina returned from the kitchen with a jar of something that looked like motor oil, Tandy was extremely hesitant to take it.

"This was the stuff that really did the trick for me, Tandy. It's a new, herbal remedy that helps to revitalize the skin...supposedly, it can keep you looking as young as you did in your prime for years after! It sure seems to have done the trick for me...and supposedly, the pheromones that they put into it makes men go crazy. I hope you can find something for your kids to do, because Steven will be all over you!"

Though it didn't look like lotion, and certainly didn't look like something she wanted to put on her skin, Tandy couldn't argue with Tina as living proof of the quality of the substance. "...Maybe I'll send the kids out to see a movie tonight," Tandy thought aloud, as she began to contemplate just how nice it would be for her and Steven to blow off some steam and relieve their stresses by fucking each other silly for an evening. "I really, really appreciate all of this, Tina. I'll be sure to return the Tupperware as soon as I can."

"Don't make me come next door and shake you down for it!" Tina threatened, and both of the women laughed at the joking words. "I'm sure I'll have it back in no time. You have a great day, Tandy."

"You too, Tina."

Tandy Richards had to use her rump to push the front door of the Walton household open as she held all of the objects in her arms rather carefully, not wanting to damage any of them before they were returned. She knew that Steven would take good care in examining them, save for the sandwich, and though the idea of riding her husband to an orgasm was enticing, she knew he'd have important work to do, first.

Tina had her own important errands to run, but first, she reached for the phone, and immediately placed a call.

"That went swimmingly. Tandy has some concerns, but I don't think that she's really onto us."

"Did she take the ritual oil?"

"Yes, the whole jar. I'm sure that she'll be done using it within a week or so."

"That would be just perfect," Ms. Schafer replied, clenching her own phone with an eager, white-knuckle grip. "Everything remains on schedule, then. You've done a wonderful job, Tina."

"It was my genuine pleasure, I assure you."

"I have no doubt in my mind that it was, Tina...and to think, I almost regretted letting you into my inner circle!"

Though Tandy couldn't have imagined the kind of plan that she was helping to set into motion, she wouldn't have bothered herself with it, even if she knew. That was something for her husband to deal with; she had a house to clean, and before she did that, she had her own needs to worry about, as she set everything on the counter in the kitchen and made her way up to their bedroom.

Her children were out for the day, and that made it the perfect time to warm up her body, as she hopped right into her bed and spread her legs over the edge of it. She closed her eyes and imagined Steven kneeling between her thighs, gripping the soft flesh with tight, powerful fingers and sliding his tongue up and down over the sensitive flesh of her labia. She could remember how passionately he used to make love to her before he became involved in the dark, cryptic world that was now his job, and though it was merely her own saliva and fingertips, she could remember the kind of tight, eager clenching her womanhood offered when Steven brushed the very tip of his tongue around her sensitive, buzzing clitoris.

She wouldn't allow herself to climax right then, as she played her own games...she'd save the grand finale for Steven, and perhaps, she'd use some of the mineral oil, first.