Without warning, his lips moved like lightning onto hers, and after three seconds- one for shock, one for enjoyment, and one for escape- she looked ba...k at him with narrowed, very confused eyes as she slid away."What the hell was that, Beck?!" she nearly screamed, lowering her voice for 'hell' as if that made it better."What?" he stared back innocently as if there was nothing wrong with what he just did."You can't just kiss me like that! That's what!" Sorry… you seemed to want this a few weeks. Bryce agreed and said he was on his way. I told Monica of the plan and she seemed very excited. “I’m gonna check my email before he gets here,” I told her as I opened her laptop on the desk. “Ok, I’ll just watch some news or something,” she told me and vanished back into the bedroom. I caught a narrow glimpse of her ass filling out that gray dress as she crossed through the doorway. A few minutes later, she came back into the main room, looking as glorious as before and asked if she could. It's a Saturday morning, and we're not going anywhere but you still want to look your best for me. You are wearing your favorite jeans, and an oversize t-shirt (is that one of mine?). As is often the case around the house, you are not wearing a bra. I quietly come up behind you and you smile when you see me in the mirror. You start to turn toward me but I stop you, saying “Let me admire you for a moment.” A devilish, playful smirk comes across your face and you stand facing the mirror. I nuzzle. "Where are you hiding?"The shadows were darker here and there was a sense of despair thatfilled the alley. Misery, pain, sorrow, and regret... the emotions hitJohn like a physical blow before he could strengthen his mental shields.The force of the psychic impact staggered him and he had to reach outand steady himself against the side of the building.?Fuck! This is no newbie warlock, not with power like this.? He thoughtand pulled more magic into his body until his manna-well was.