Crap. Nothing to do. Sandy wouldn't have this problem, no, not her. Everyone liked her. What's not to like about a blonde ex-cheerleader, slim, not an...extra ounce on her smooth gentle curves?It's not as though she wasn't nice to me. She was. So were the guys. After all, when you're after a hot girl it pays to get on the right side of her roommate, right? Funny thing, though, once they were on Sandy's radar I seemed to drop off theirs. Why is it that people think curvy girls are only good for. ..?” I prodded.“Strong,” she completed. Her eyes travelled over me in wonder. “Can I...?” she asked quietly, reaching towards my body.I could sense my male member stirring again. I honoured her request, though it was probably against my better judgment. “Sure.”Jennifer’s smile was wide and beautiful as she scooted towards me and let her hand wander over my bare chest, wandering through my chest hair. Her fingertips took in the bumpy contours of my abs before exploring my chest and pecks. "I appreciate your consideration, but, you know, the meal is incomplete." Oh? Is there owt else I might get ye, Mistress? Some salt, mayhap, or a bit o' vinegar?" Oh, no... i was just recalling my old Granny Esmeralda; very often she made us breakfasts like this, when my sisters and I were at her cabin."No, it's just that Granny..." her hand continued to stroke his hairy wrist, gradually slipping further and further up his arm at each stroke. "Well... Granny always added something a bit special. Antsy plane should have landed in Seattle by now. It was only a matter of time before her brother, Mark, fucked her and triggered the Prayer of Avvah.When Mark slept with his sister, she would be the only woman he desired. No other person would ever excite him sexually again. Hopefully, it would drive a wedge between Mark and his lover, the other Warlock, and make it easier for me to defeat them. One Warlock could be hard enough, but two was going to be very difficult. Plus, there was the.