The people at the counter never saw us. And of course we didn’t buy anything.His house was fairly close, maybe a ten minute drive. He clicked the op...ner and drove right in the garage and closed it. I still didn’t have any reservations. I had already decided he was what he represented himself to be on IRC, a fairly nice guy.We went in the house and it was nice. You seen his house, you know. I didn’t notice the shit like locks on the inside and the alarms everywhere. I just went right in. He did. Rather than build up herearlier efforts, Emma had insisted on starting out fresh and giving methe works which included foundation, eyeliner, eye shadow and severalcoats of mascara in addition to the obligatory blush and lipstick.Unlike before, however, those last two items were several shades darker.She even took time to add a bit more style to my hair, something Ithought was unnecessary but came across as more than appropriate when Iwas finally allowed to see myself in the mirror. "Somehow I. He stifled that laugh hewas about to make as he dialed his aunt's number.She bought it! So did his mother. Steve Franks was going to California.Sand, surf and those sizzling bikinis. He arrived on Saturday, huggedhis aunt, settled in as fast as he could and hit the beach that day.He'd been on that beach every day since. Only he was suppose to belooking for something to do in acting. A week went by, two, and wascoming up on three.His aunt, realizing she's been had, decides that enough is. The witch clapped her hands imperiously and two young women camerunning from the back of the room to kneel at her feet. Both werebeautiful of face and nubile of body, a dark skinned Nubian with wildfrizzy hair and a Cicassian with reddish gold curls and bright greeneyes. Both wore a simple white cotton breechcloth as their only garmentand around each slim neck was a slave collar of polished steel."This is Minaja, a whore of the Al Areth guild and now my newesthandmaiden," the Sorceress told the.