Those are really tough guys who excel at their game. I always do quite well, though. Lately, I’ve been experiencing a bit of bad luck. My latest nem...sis was Wally Wolf. Wally Wolf was not the kind of guy who looked like a threat to anyone. He stood around five-foot-seven, with short black hair and pale green eyes. He was quite skinny and looked like he might be a librarian or bookworm. He always wore cheap suits and sunglasses. Not exactly the kind of guy who looks intimidating. Yet he had been. The last caravan was slow to ready itself for transport, as several Mages still lingered, eying the remaining wares.Finally the clan leader called out from near the middle of the convoy, and the last caravan was thrown together for transport at a speed which amazed the onlookers. The remaining Mages were about to turn away when a merchant ran up to them, brandishing a scroll tied with a dark blue ribbon.A young Mage with cropped black hair turned towards the merchant, nonplussed when the scroll. Okay? And make sure that you and Mum and Sarah have dinner." And he left. I heard the Rover leave.I looked for Mum and found her scrubbing her hands in the kitchen. "Was I crazy?" she asked."No, just upset. What's for dinner?" I'm not sure what's in the fridge. Ask Sarah if she'd like to go out." Okay." Sarah always wants to go out. She always wants fried shrimp or pizza. Today it was pizza. So we went to Chelsea Pizza in Nedlands. We got a family-size with sausage and a kid's Margherita – for. First she tied me with rope. This was not unusual and she was tying me so that I would remain in a standing position with my legs closed and my hands tied behind my back. Next she attached clover clamps to my nipples with a chain and tied my balls tight. Next she attached hooks to the rope, I suspected to hang weights off of. Normally this is when Goddess hangs weights on my nipples and balls, but apparently there was an additional step this time. Goddess strung Christmas lights around my body.