” Jim tipped him and the bellboy left.Madeline sighed, “He looks delicious.”Jim looked at her and teased, “We could invite him back, saying w... forgot to ask him something.”“No way, this is our private sex filled vacation. Let me change baby, I am dying to stretch my legs, and go for a walk on the beach. ”“Sounds good, maybe we can find a place to eat too.”“Yeah that would be nice, especially now that it's cooled off a bit.”Before long, they walked arm and arm, on the beach. Kissing, caressing. You know that don't you?" Oh, come on, he's what, about fifty, I never see him with any women. He probably can't even get it up without that stuff on television." Oh, hon, just because he's fifty or so, well, trust me, he likes you. Oh, and more than just for your casseroles, babe."Well, I brushed it off and went on but, actually, in the back of my mind, I was attracted to Scott. His tanned good looks, his lovely demeanor, his strong confidence in who he was. He was not the beer-gut slob. Thirst!” she cried with a third arm wave, and shimmering, translucent walls appeared around the bedroom suite.I realized that she had used my former chalk outline of my apartment. The walls were probably a recasting of the security spell Tanner taught me.I gawked at her blatant use of power, wondering when I might learn to conjure so much with so little apparent effort. My amazement subsided, however, and was replaced by self-consciousness. I was happy to have Dana in my lap, and she knew it. Then he looked at his hands and lower body and shook his head slowly.He slowly eased off of the cart and walked over to some complicated equipment and tubing on a table. He pressed a button, adjusted a lever and the smell of fresh brewed coffee filled the room as the dark liquid flowed into a waiting cup.He picked up his cup of fresh coffee and walked over to some video equipment where he pressed a button. A TV monitor lit up and after a couple of moments, displayed a tape that had just been.