I could see the lust in her eyes. She loved the photos. She asked me to send it to them and gave me her phone number.I came back home later. To my sur...rise, I forgot to get the book which I carried. I called up Sejal the next morning and enquired. She told me to come and take it whenever. I got busy with work and didn’t get time to go back to her place.One month or two later, my girlfriend ( who actually gifted me the book) started asking me about it. I called up Sejal and explained to her the. It didn’t take much for Ginger to catch him and when she did he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, hard. At first she was laughing and kissing him back but as his movements became more insistent she became quiet then more resistant to his advances. His hands seemed to be everywhere, at her breasts, her ass, and her back, he even groped her pussy. Ginger had just begun to struggle against him as they stood in the sand at the edge of the surf when a hand landed firmly on Terry’s. We knew that wehad gotten out of control. We also lost sight of the degree to whichwe were flirting with danger. You must treat the Medallion withrespect and caution at all times. It has a mind of its own and cutsslack to no man. No woman either."Thereafter, we stuck to our plan. We spent our days being mall ratsas a means of trying out our new personas in public. We spent ournights at bars, but always as a trio. We agreed that it was toodangerous for us to split up or pair off with. I don’t pull the wings off of flies or torture small animals. But I’ve been a bully all my life. I was a bully all through school and that didn’t change when I graduated. If anything I’ve probably gotten worse now. Teachers and parents no longer monitor my behavior. There’s no longer anyone around who can lecture me on my evil ways and there are damn few people who can kick my ass.My bullying isn’t physical, though. I browbeat people or I coerce them in some other way into doing what I want.