Was that what those symbols had meant? Thatthe spell turned men into women? If so, what about the otherpart? Was he now a sorcerer, or rather a sor...eress?How could he tell? A niggling thought in the back of his headsaid, yes, he was. He looked at the gray portal, andsuddenly, understood it - somehow. He, no, she knew how itwas created.More importantly, she knew how it was destroyed. Thoughtbecame deed, and the blackness melted around her. Lightaccosted her eyes and she blinked to clear. Back in his suite, he sat down with a drink and continued his thinking about what lay ahead of him as he strove to accomplish the mission the Prince had given him. He knew you couldn’t just go into a shop as if buying a pair of shoes and ask if they would be so kind as to provide him with several hundred rifles and hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition.There was also the question of whether the Government would allow him to make such a purchase. He couldn’t believe they would wholly. The soft touch was driving me crazy as I place one of my hands on her thigh and did the same thing. Wendy then ran her hand back down my thigh and then under my shorts as I wasn't wearing any panties to bed her hand softly touched and rubbed my pussy as she kissed on my neck. Shortly after she did this I did the same to her as she too wasn't wearing panties to bed. We were soon laying on our sides kissing each other Wendy with her leg wrapped over my body as we dry humped each other until. ”I sighed a little. “Nobody does. Dad’s pretty smart. I think Mom is, my natural mom, but you know about her issues. Tina’s smart, but her part in this is encouragement and nurture. I’ve talked with Doctor Stanton – he’s Auburn’s staff psychologist – and he has no clue. It’s a gift, so I accept it and I am terribly blessed that your son likes it.”“‘Loves it’ is how he describes...”“I know. Mizz Stengall, I really do love ‘im.”“I’ve accepted that, and I have to accept the idea that I raised –.