Jack and I had watched from the bar with dismay as he proceeded to alienate just about every one in the club, which as Jack muttered, 'was a clever tr...ck... but not good for business.'Then to me, "Fancy taking him down a peg?" At what Jack?" Pool of course - you're quite a lot better than he is, if you're careful - but he doesn't know that and we can let him boast his way into it."Jack was grinning as he spoke.Jack knew what my game was like, the idea appealed, so what the hell! Even though I'd. I want you to be yourself, maybe more so tonight than any other night." He stopped talking, holding his breath.Stacy grabbed a hairbrush and flung it at him. He fled, but laughed as he did so. The burning in her eyes as she glared at him had held a lot more mirth than anger. "Fuck you, you little shit!" She yelled at him. Her husband continued laughing. "It's not funny. I think it looks fine. Better than fine!"Realizing that his wife wasn't really mad, Jared grabbed his cell phone. "No, wait. When I was saying the incantations over the bottle of liquid I sneezed. The voice paused, then continued on, seemingly heavy with sadness, so simple a thing to start 5000 years of confinement. Such a simple, silly little thing… a sneeze. The voice sighed heavily and continued. The spell I was weaving exploded in my face, I was killed instantly, my body torn apart by the magic, but I was not destined to die. The iron ring that hung by a fine chain between my breasts, the symbol of a royal. Nevertheless, I won’t bore you with details on all the experiences we had, or how many pictures I took in these eleven days. The flight back home was, in my opinion, much more interesting. We left Fuerteventura as planned. The flight back should have been just as uneventful as the outward flight. My friend and I had already made plans about what to do when we landed, because I still had vacation for the remainder of the week. We had approximately two more hours in the air when the announcement.