"But they are ... different." Sounds like one and the same," Rohea commented."It's difficult to explain. They are related yet different. That is why m...ny mages have become dark practitioners over the centuries." You seem to know a lot about the matter," Parym said."I am not very skilled with casting spells," Pyar explained. "So I concentrated on learning the theory of magic, hoping that it would give me insights on how to improve myself." So healers are abominations because they use a different. " The clerk just shook his head, and I turned to look. The woman was perhaps in her mid-thirties, but had a better body than most teenagers; clearly she kept herself in shape, and as near as I could tell there wasn't an extra ounce of fat on her body. An adorably cute teenager was with her, maybe her daughter, with long brown hair and a nice figure too. Both of them were wearing loose ski jackets that concealed their top halves, but form-fitting ski pants, and it was almost hard to figure. Even when his tongue slipped between her lips and began to duel with hers, she found herself moving closer to his body, especially the lower part. And he talked about tight jeans. His were so tight she could feel the bulge there. He was fully aroused. He was aroused? She felt like her body was on fire. Her nipples were rock hard under her shirt and bra, and the fire between her legs was stronger then a furnace. She barely felt his hands as they reached down to cup her ass and squeeze it. To. My mouth watered,soon enough I'd have my mouth on them."Hey Megan, cold out huh?" I waved as I fell into step beside her."Sh-sure is. You here late studying?" she asked withthat killer smile of hers."Yeah,..got a paper to write for philosophy class." Isaid nodding to the book in my arms."I hate it when I have to park so far away.." she groaned.ah yes, here was my big shot. "I got a spot notfar from here, wanna ride to your car? I mean, it wouldn't be any trouble at all." I said with a shy.