Whoever had brought me into thisplace had likely made sure I wouldn't come to harm, but these bizarreother realities did contain surprises and worked ...ccording to the lawsof their own logic, which more often than not were unclear to me.Although I knew I was perhaps being overly cautious, I pressed my earagainst the door and listened for a couple of seconds. I could hearnothing. I had expected there to be some sounds, people chattingquietly, a forgotten TV set blaring alone or the noises from. “Did you like the show last night?” Misty asked.I thought for a moment and figured somehow she knew, so why deny it. “Yes,” I answered. I could feel my face flush again. “But how did you know?” I asked.“Oh, well, I saw you bring the telescope up here yesterday, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out you have three windows silly. One faces your empty back yard, one faces my empty back yard, and one faces my window. Not to sound shallow, but I figured I was the only thing worth looking. . height, weight, school grades, when you and Max first had sex. Everything. It said here that they masked your scent from any Lycanthrope that passed through town ... they only let our families know about it.”“This is weird,” Isabel said.“Since when could you read that stuff?” Maria asked Liz.“I don’t know. I just looked at it and the words were in my head,” Liz said.Michael looked over the books again and found another one, “Here read this.”Liz turned the pages, “This is the same ... a diary. I wondered if she had gone through this hell with Uncle Bert and knew exactly what was inside me as she always seemed to do. She was slowly shaking her head, telling me not to do it.I stood and Andy stood with me. She pressed up against me, straddling my thigh. I could feel her leg rubbing against my cock and my leg against her pubis. She put her arms around my waist and buried her head in my shoulder, her golden hair soft against my chin, her breasts soft on my chest. She squeezed me tightly,.