But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these ...pecial little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader. My fingers were greeted with a nice amount of pubic hair and a wet slit. I inserted one finger inside of her and knew instantly that a second would fit perfectly beside it and be more pleasurable to her. I did this and Erin sighed and moaned some more. So now I'm 'fingerblasting' her, as we used to say. Her upper thighs are getting mighty sweaty, so I suggest taking off her jeans."These jeans have got to be uncomfortable on you," I smirk."How convenient," she quips, "Okay, but my panties. One lunchtime Anna called over to the site to bring me lunch and just to say "Hi!" Anna was blonde with cute girl next door looks, a natural beauty and alluring cheeky smile. Combined with her full 36DD breasts she got plenty of admiring looks.This was mid summer and Anna flounced onto the site in a shortish skirt and vest top.She asked around the builders on site to find where I was before coming to find me on the first floor and giving me a kiss. After a while she said she would see me later. NOWHe remembers all this during his train journey again he saw towards window rain becomes slow down gradually it’s already night, he grace the droplets of rain with his hands in the window of train and step off from the train and saw his old town which still almost same.He took his luggage took auto to his house, when he enters house he saw everyone is crying, grandfather welcomes him in to the house and when he steeped into the dinning hall he saw His father dead body along with his photo.