’ ‘When he opened it, he saw a carved book on a pedestal, it had the ancient style of binding and opened to a page in the middle. On one side, th... Robert Frost poem, The Road Not Taken was etched into the page. On the other side a list was etched, of everything I had ever wanted to be.’ Alex stopped his hands from moving and leaned her forehead against his. ‘What did he say?’ He gazed into her eyes, ‘All the possibilities I saw, came true.’ ‘You’re incredibly sweet, you know that right?’ She. I turned and caught him staring at my legs again as I turned at the door, then inserted the key, turned and walked in.He came in behind me and I saw he was bulging, I had achieved what I had wanted to do, 'Is this quiet enough sir', I asked with a challenge in my voice, looking down at his pants, he knew what I was looking at.My voice echoed, then he spoke, 'Do you do massages'?I could not speak, I felt as if my throat was swollen-up, my heart was pounding and my nipples were bursting under the. ”“My creativity?”“The more inventive you are with your power, the more you will be able to do.”“Your wish had proved a good one. There may be no limit other than your imagination.”I hadn’t thought of that. I realised I needed to try some out of the box thinking.“The number of minds affected at once or distance are probably the only limiting factors”, she finished.“Do you think I made the right call with Laura, and what about Pip?” I asked.“Master, remember that it was commonplace for masters to. I took his phone and I got all of your texts. I'll probably be using them as evidence. I also told him who I was and let him know that the next time he came anywhere near you would be his last day on the planet. I told him that I'd also let his wife know about the two of you. I told him that if he ever tried to contact you for any reason, even just plain friendship, I'd be back. So you didn't end anything Erica. I did." John, I'm sorry," she said. "I was wrong, I was confused. It was a.