"Can I come in?" I don't think so."Shit. I drove to my home, a half hour out in the country, and promptly put my hand to work relieving the sperm buil...up in my balls, working until the gooey, and tasty, spray hit my other hand. A week later, we went out for another drink. Same drive home, same kiss, same grope, same question, same answer. That time I had managed to get my hand on her tit, but she had gently pushed it away, although still kissing back. I would have insisted, but I didn't want to. I can’t be with someone who doesn’t trust me, Ron." Luna sighed.Ron instantly threw up his shield, angry with himself for forgetting. "I really wish you and Harry would at least pretend you can’t do that." Pretend to be something we aren’t? I don’t know about Harry, but I can’t do that. My power didn’t just develop gradually like his, I’ve been able to do this my whole life. I’ve always read minds, I’ve always seen the future and I was always encouraged to use these gifts. I can’t turn them off. My body was sore from spending most of yesterday in a car watching the Fitzsimmons house, gathering intelligence, as the military would say. And what I learned was daunting. When I arrived yesterday, Mark and his girlfriend, Mary were out of town, leaving behind two Thralls; the teenage Allison and Desiree Fitzsimmons. Yesterday, I had performed the Prayer of Zanah on the two women. When the time came, Mark would find his own slaves turned against him. Then, I had returned back to my car to. And even if they did, so what? They haveno way of knowing what's in the bag and who it's for. Better face it,Allie. You really want people, at least a few special people to comeunder the spell, under the power of girls' undies especially when youallow them to get a glimpse of what I have on under my boy clothes.The sky clouded up and a few drops of rain fell and the wind began topick up. A storm was brewing. I hurried toward the subway station butan intense summer shower started before I.