Personal and just," Rohea continued. "Magic isn't. And there was an aura of evil that I felt with it."Maes nodded. "I felt it too. But when I was doin... it, it felt so right. Like I could do anything I wanted." Promise me that you'll not use that power again," Rohea said."I will try my best," Maes answered.The next morning, Rohea walked around the camp and talked to the soldiers, both to make his presence felt, and to bolster morale."Ready the troops for marching," Rohea instructed Baiffer. "The. The Waste itself was a confederation of sandy soil, brackish streams and nasty, vociferous life; not much worth eating either. Zeb was one of the only ones, if not the only one who traversed this land; he made an income in part by harvesting vines with thick thorns for use in weaving pasture fences. Bramble laced fences kept domesticated animals in and predators out. Cut brambles from the Waste did not rot either; they turned hard and dry, easily lasting a lifetime of a human. He harvested and. " He did so, with the hand on my jeans pressing my pubic area more insistently.Illuminated only by the flickering of the TV set, I felt rather than saw him open my jeans and rub his hand on the outside of my panties. In the background, we could barely make out the HBO theme music as the show ended. My mom must have been watching the same show, for suddenly we heard from upstairs "OK, children, it's late. Up to bed, maryjane; home for you, Billy." In a minute, mom."Billy sat back on his haunches. .Erica," he said to me as he jerked his huge cock around.I was so fucking horny right now, but was too afraid to go along with it. Afraid that they would get angry once they found out my secret."I...I...I'm sorry," I looked down as I tried making my way out."I can't do this, I better get out of here," I pleaded.Will grabbed my arm and pulled me back, right on top of his cock."Oh...FUCK," I yelled as I had his cock slap on my thigh."What are you afraid of? We know you want it, it's so fucking.