Yes.

Alfonso's eye twitched, no doubt having made her decision. At that moment, Cassie knew what she’d done, but while she did possess the ability phase free of her restraints, she found herself unable to make any movement to stop her nemesis. And so, with hands she **** to remain steady, the mobster slowly reached down and removed the mask, the young blonde allowing her to see face in full for the first time. As she did, a look of realization hit Tammy’s face, and Starslip knew that she’d finally put two and two together.

"I never forget a face," Fonzie replied, darkly, letting her large, wolfish dildos rub against the blonde's opening. "The bimbo who killed my husband."

"She didn't kill your husband," Starslip insisted. "She was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and the bullet was aimed for her, and...and her powers activated."

“I never did find her,” Tammy noted, rubbing the heads of her faux-cocks against the young woman’s clit, earning moans of lust. “And who might you be, hmm? Her daughter, or niece, or little sister?”

The blonde whimpered, her fingers and toes curling and uncurling. “...Daughter…”

“Naaaaame?” Fonzie demanded, grinding the lower shaft up and down Starslip’s love button, making her shudder.

"...Cassie," Starslip replied, grinding back uncontrollably. “Cassie Doyle.”

"Aww, and lemme guess, Mommy ran away?" Alfonso inquired, to which Starslip refused to answer, instead looking away. "So, that's where your obsession with me started. Poor little girl, crying for Mommy to come home, and now everyone else has left you too."

"...Yes," Cassie admitted, eyes shut as tears ran down her cheek again, much harder and faster this time.

Fonzie smirked, leaning in close to lick her tears away. "Don't worry. I promise, I'll never leave you. I'll be here with you forever. All you have to do is ask for what we both know you want."