A shout to throw my voice, and all of it on one wall.“That was an impressive display of magic from the Word Wall. What did it do?”“Watch this.�... I moved away from the wall, then Shouted. The Shout itself was quiet, but my voice then came from the wall, “Hey, skeever butt!”“Neat trick, that would be distracting for someone looking for you. But do I really have a skeever butt?”“No, Serana, what I’ve seen of it so far, you have a very nice butt. Perhaps you ought to let me examine it a bit. "Mark brimmed with enthusiasm and composed himself. "Huji! I'm ready tomake my wish!" Most excellent, Master! Proceed at the moment of your choosing, yes?"Mark thought carefully about his wording, making sure he included clearinstructions with the proper stipulations. After planning his wish forover a minute, he spoke."Huji, I wish for me and my wife to live long, healthy lives lookingand sounding almost exactly like Shania Twain, the famous pop-countrysinger, and Tom Cruise, the famous actor,". Leave them there.”He murmured against my breast, I recognized the tone though, and complied. “Ohhh John. I can’t, it’s too much."“Hush. Just take what I’m giving you, Abigail. Give me your eyes.”I looked at him suckling my breast, his fingers playing between my wide open thighs. The coil was so tight, winding tighter and tighter but not releasing. “John I can’t...”“Give it to me, Abigail. Now."He bit down on my nipple as he pressed firmly against my bud. The spring released, shattering the coil. . I really love you and I enjoy not being dead, so...Please do not..."Peter coughed, he did have a trick that might break the mood of doom."Well Lils," Peter said in perfect imitation of Fiona's delicate dulcettones, "I do have quite a lot of junk in the trunk." Junk in the trunk?"Peter coughed again, that didn't help.Peter was never very good at thinking on his feet. It was too late fortalking out of this. He gulped as Lily strode over to Peter, her 5'7height and medium frame mirroring his own.