Now, I’m trusting you with this spell. If you ever use this for any sort of unscrupulous purposes, you’ll be answering to me.”“Word of honor,...my man. I won’t abuse it.”“Good.”Jerome said, “One more thing. What if the Masons somehow catch wind of what I’m searching for? Won’t they be able to see through your spell?”“Nope. If that happens, all they’ll be able to see is the fact that they’re being blocked by sorcery. They won’t be able to see anything about you. Don’t worry about. Mike, the spokesman, well, naturally, said, ‘‘Dad, we discussed it, we are not ruling the swinging out, we might change our minds in a few months, or maybe longer, so, no, tonight, you and Juliet will go alone. But in the morning, we, that is myself, and my two exhibitionists would love to join you at Happy Valley.’’ Anthony replied, ‘‘you have made some wise decisions, not all lifestyle choices are for everyone. And I prefer that you make your choices, well-informed, not just because I do. As it beeps with my words, it’s not loud enough to wake you tonight. You must be very tired. If I where there I would climb into your bed. No need to undress you or remove the covers, because you sleep without either. I’m in nothing but my soft little lavender dress that is all I am wearing tonight. I could run my hands, ever so softly over your body. Noting the spots that make you squirm, lingering on them so I don't forget where they are and then on all my favorite places. There is something. Usually something about their appearance because we didn’t know their names and were too socially awkward to ask. Eventually I adopted some of the nicknames too, just so we had something to talk about. A woman we called Triple B (busty, blue-eyed brunette) was my favorite. I had spotted her several times in the halls, a few times coming or going from the showers, but never had the nerve to talk to her. I realize in hindsight how idiotic it is to want to have crazy, unabashed sex with someone.