You have misused the Black Scripts for your own benefit and you are aware of the consequences of that because you've told me yourself. 'Any use of spe...ls to directly benefit your own person will fail' and so I'm the proof of that." I told him as he staggered back from the effect of my spell."That is impossible for an apprentice. You shouldn't be able to stop me." He said shakily."She's done more than that father," Sop'ha said and then turned to look at me, "Sister, here is my work." She said. They took 'em straight to the hospital, but two of em' died, en route,Two others died in the O.R., and the other guy was hurt beyond repair. He lasted to the next day. I was going out the door of the Aid Station, and a medic grabbed me, and ripped my pants off. I was so full of adrenaline that I had been shot, and didn't know it. The bullet was lodged next to the femoral artery in my leg, nicked it, and I was bleeding internally. Almost lost my leg. It was a million dollar wound though." "They. I was a lot slimmer in those days and if I remember right I was about 34B, 23, 35. And my usually attire was jeans or short skirt with a T-shirt usually without benefit of a bra, never needed one then like I do now.I had a few drinks when my roommate Jan nudged me and pointed at a guy drinking in the corner with a couple of his mates."That's the guy you want," she said.A guy was the last thing I needed right now, a couple of aspirin and a darken room would be more like it."I've heard about. His left hand rubs my breast, his fingers rubbing my nipple like it was a little clit he was trying to jerk off. I cum hard - "YES OH FUCK YESSSSS" and realize his hips are slapping against the bed as he can't resist the fucking motion, so turned on by my delicious taste.He rips the tie from my eyes, and I blink in the sudden brightness. He looms over me, his abs flexing in exertion as he pants, his dick pulsing with desire.I spread my legs wide, and shake my hips, teasing and taunting. He.