Woo bhi tayar hone lagi or maine atbhi cake ka order kar diya or ek vodka ki botal ka bhi. Woo puri tarah se tyar hoke ayi kya mast lag rahi thi hoto ...e lip glase, ankho me kajal, bal khule huye ek dam mast lag rahi thi. Tab tak cake or vodka ki botal bhi aa gayi.Maine use cake ke samne khada kiya or cake katne ko kaha usne cake kata or kat kar mujhe apne hatho se khilaya maine cake khaya or jo bacha mere muh me maine usko khilaya apne hotho se fir humne thori der tak ek dusre ko kiss kiya.Fir. She had real potential.Phelps well understood; even a woman with this one's star quality wasn't "on" all the time. He needed to handle her with care. He would be certain that she wouldn't see him again -- not until he judged her to be ready.The van continued down the main highway, southeast toward the sea, for another twelve miles past the bridge. At last it turned off the highway onto a side road. Allowing two hundred yards, Phelps followed. After a sharp curve, the paved side road soon gave. "What we found was a lock on her abilities, something very difficult todo. Not impossible but extremely difficult not to mention illegal." Hewas now about to step onto a landmine and had to calculate exactly whatto say. "I know that some of the upper crust families are not thatthrilled with magical capacity and have employed such locks. I need toknow if you had that done to her and, if so, who did it. Knowing wouldmake a big difference on how effective her treatment would be in theend. We will. I felt around the stone at the front, it was hard to tell, but Icouldn't feel any trace of it."What the..." I started to say, only to stop when I heard my voice. Itwasn't my voice. It was soft, smooth and seductive. More importantly, itwas a girl's voice.Strange things were happening to the room as well. My computer stationlooked like it was, for want of a better word, dissolving. Except forthe screen which had attached itself to the wall and was growing in sizeand becoming reflective. Soon.