"Go the fuck away unless you want to see just how high my power is!" I hissed at him."Hey! Damn it Tyrome I'm not the enemy here!." He replied."Yeah? ...ell guess what? I'm not either! For well over 300 years I have served the council and the interests of the magical community and you're going to hand cuff me when you need me the most?" I shouted at him shocking him a moment."Look Tyrome you know that after what he did, every council member is frightened that there will be a repeat..." the elder. Tex was a fat heavily tattooed white guy aged about 40. We all left stoned; and I kissed my friends goodnight before going straight to bed it was 3am in the morning. The next day I struggled to rise from my bed to go to school.It was May, June or July, when the football season was on that the girl took another snap of me. This time I was smoking a bong; I quickly decided to chase after her and I had almost caught her until I stumbled over a bag or something and scuffed my knee. Like last time. After the others left, I got out the mop bucket and sponge and washed that old chalkboard fast as I could. Miz Jean watched me from her roller chair and I could see her pinching a big boob with one hand and squeezing her crotch with the other. I was getting hard just from being close to her, she smelled real good, and suddenly she rolled her chair over to me and grabbed ahold of my cock."What've you got moving around in there, son, It looks bigger than it was yesterday." She slipped the. Her husband Brian wasn't in and so I had a cup of tea with Pam and just chatted. She showed me my room which was lovely though very chintz but did have a nice double bed. Pam was like a normal 50+lady of the day. Skirt, blouse, cashmere cardie and pearls. We had a Sunday tea together but still no Brian but Pam seemed unconcerned. I decided to have an early night, really I wanted to slip on my nightie and masterbate. I managed a quick soak in the bath and bed and slipped into my black shortie.