He looked at the book open before him."Fuck it. I could do with a break."Whistling tunelessly he assembled the various ingredients. Some he had, some ...e didn't but possessed similar. Some he didn't have nor an equivalent. For those he just substituted for something he did have. He wasn't particularly bothered; it was just a bit of fun, if it got him drunk or out of his head for a few hours, all the better.Neil carried a pot and a mug with the two separate concoctions as described by the book,. I asked if she liked it and she said she did, that’s why she stayed with him so long.“He's also black just so you know.”“Really? I shrugged, “That’s fine with me. How do you enjoy fucking black men?”“I love it; black men are more dominant and just better lovers. Besides, their cum tastes so good!”I think she threw zingers in like that just to see my reaction.This is not the girl I remember, THIS Sandy was much more mature and much sexier and I found my love for her swelling up inside of me. Pall of Truth was the closest Magery came to such a thing.Pall of Truth did not actually compel. What it did was make life difficult for someone that evaded the truth. If someone under the general area of effect of the spell refused to disclose the truth, it visited that Mage with a "pall," which is a Mage term describing an energy field that interfered with proper use of magic. Thus the spell did not force truth so much as threaten dire consequences if one did not express the truth.Q'land. Then there were the guys, they all stood looking at this wall, they had the most incredible builds, covered I muscles with small waists and tight asses, but one stood out to me more than the others he had a slightly thicker layer of fat over his mussels softening the lines and definition of the muscles making him much more attractive, they all had their backs to us and had not noticed our entry, I quickly regained my composer and the instructor introduced me and asked if any one would climb.