I wish even more that I could say we shared love-drenched declarations, or waxed on about great literature, or even said anything that meant a damn.Th... truth is we fucked. Purely and simply, primally and needfully. Over and over again, I took him in my mouth or he fucked me from behind. He loved me on top, grinding and using his cock to come. When I screamed I was too tired and went to take a shower, he stalked after me not five minutes later and entered me before I could protest. And I didn't. I again leaned over so that my nose was directly above her pussy and inhaled. Oh fuck! She smelled so sweet! Her aroma inflaming my nose and causing my mouth to water at the thought of how she must taste!I wanted to touch her, but didn't dare.It was at this point that I realized that my hand had moved down and was slowly stroking my cock through my shorts. My little brain assessed the situation and reassured me that it would be fine to snake my cock out of my shorts and stroke it as I continued. "I suspect that somehow or other Elymas has managed to gain or coerce the aid of a Thaumaturge," I said, still holding a sobbing Morgana."I suspect you're right, John," Simone replied. "That was not any kind of magic I'm aware of. Though I doubt anyone could coerce a Theurgist or Thaumaturge, their higher power would simply not permit it." Simone's right, John," Julia added. "This needs to be studied by the Council."Morgana had herself under a little control now and turned a tear stained face. She left each Mayor in charge of setting the bank hours, and opening and locking the doors.The new tablets allowed the Mayor’s to reach her anytime day or night to ask questions, or request assistance. To solve the transportation problem she set up Runabouts with gates. Each Runabout served 10 or so towns, with service to her island twice a day, morning, and evening. The gate hub was placed near the center of the island. When she next called a conclave the attendees came by gate. They found an.