Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden...throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is. Addie’s face was red and she was trying to cover herself with her arms. I guess she figured that going out in public dressed like she was would be a little different than walking completely naked through his club the night before... and apparently today with his friends. “Is there a jacket, a cover-up, anything?”His eyes looked her up and down one more time, “Nah, I think you look perfect just the way ya are… except for one thing.” He moved her arms away from her front and took her nipples, one. “Only to help him book his flight. We didn’t socialize.”“Did he seem like he was on drugs?” Nick asked.If Tanvi admitted how drunk Dennis had been, other more difficult questions would follow. “He may have been mildly intoxicated - not enough for me to question his ability to make his own decisions, though.”“No, of course not.” Nick continued to rub his chin and finally said. “I am concerned about his drug use, though. I worry it’s contributed to his erratic behavior.”Tanvi stood and waited,. The Marine Corps' green, he knew. Even the Civil Service grey he knew.Butternut, on the other hand...Standing in front of Toddy stood what appeared to be General Robert E. Lee, Confederate States of America, correct right on down to buttons and sword."You do look remarkably like him with that salt-and-pepper beard, Alex," one of the ship's officers was assuring Lieutenant Payne. "Is that resemblance a gift of your genetic heritage, or a miracle of the medical tubes?" The General is a distant.