A few baskets werepiled along the ancient stone wall. An oil lamp suspended from anoverhead chain cast a guttering light within the cell. On the rude ...ed awoman lay sleeping. Lord Allerdyce's wayward daughter Rolf assumed. Sheseemed to have displeased the conjurer and been confined. Why didn'tmatter to Rolf. She may be easier to control now he thought. If shelooked at this as a rescue then the task of returning her to her fatherbecame much simpler.He emerged from the shadows next to the. He asked me, "How bad do you want these guys, and how far are we allowed to go to get them?"I looked him in the eye and said, "We have no restrictions, no limitations, except that we have to ask them, actually beg them to leave their compound and come out with their hands up. After that, once we start, we neutralize all of them until there is no opposition. There will be no such thing as collateral damage on this. Everyone inside is considered a terrorist, or in other terms, the enemy."These. He told them he liked magic and was learning how to make things disappear. Wesley laughed and Pol pulled a pencil from his pocket and made it vanish. Wesley found it later restored to his pocket. The boy was very talented.Doc was focused on the mystery of the vanishing City of the Gods that he had visited but could not locate on a map. Wesley had been promised source material for the Music of the Gods that Wilton had provided the inspiration for. But Margaret quested after information about the. His wrinkly ball sack hanging low between his legs. I admit I was mesmerized and for a moment I almost forgot my shame. “Stop fucking looking at it you perverted faggot. Lick may balls” Knowing I had no choice I shuffled forward on my knees, let in and with the tip of my tongue I tasted my first ball sack. Slowly licking it up and down as a child would an ice lolly. Suddenly he reached forward and grabbed the back of my head. “Open your mouth bitch” he almost shouted before pulling my head.