A coherent pulse of mana fired from a mana-cannon was an endothermic reaction. It sucked heat from the surrounding space, collapsing it into a starbur...t of sudden chill that could shatter metal and freeze a soul solid. But if that had been all that a mana-cannon did, that would have been devastating enough. Add to the endothermic blasts a concussive wave of magical energies and the unpredictable backlash that soldiers called ‘mana burn’ and you have an ingredient for a hell nearly as bad as the. With his medical credentials, no one had questioned his taking of it from the dispensary in Norwich. It was his insurance, as well as his escape.His face was fixed in an amused sneer as he thought how he had evaded Byron’s casual advances, mainly out of ignorance. He pondered how this encounter would not have been unpleasant, given Byron’s fondness for him, had he been so inclined. What his new master has in mind for him would be very different. It would be a final payback where his body and. The two girls critically evaluated my undershirt. "That's a girl's shirt,a cami," Biene stated."I've noticed that, too. No idea, what made Mom do that. She probably justwanted to find something soft." And you put it on?" Yes, why not?" Because it's meant for a girl, Dummy." And? I'm constantly putting on skirts and pantyhose." But then you are Andrea. Now you are Andy, and then it's not OK to weargirl stuff." Oh." That hadn't really been that clear to me. "And what'll I do now?Undress?" That. Though he was also jealous at the thought of her with Philip he was also excited. What if he wanted her to do it again and again? What if he became hooked on her sleeping with other men? There were so many fears to contend with. He never wanted Philip to visit them but the following Saturday afternoon he found himself opening the door to a black stranger standing on his doorstep. He found it hard to imagine that the well dressed gentleman, who looked more like a businessman than anything else,.