It was the fourth time he’d moved an empty vial to a new place on his desk when he became upset at his own stalling. There was no advantage in it. T...e longer he took, the harder his master would be on him.Most mages lived in a rather normal-looking building. True, the buildings were often far different inside than out, but most mages tried, at least, to appear normal. It was a way of fitting in, of making their neighbors less hostile.Arlade didn’t subscribe to such a philosophy. He didn’t want. We hitchhiked all over the UK until one afternoon we were just outside Gloucester. There was a big pub called the White Hart, so we decided to spend our last few shillings on a drink and a sandwich. The place was run by two guys, maybe twenty-five or thirty years old, who obviously cottoned on to the fact that we were on the loose, and they invited us to stay the night. They gave us dinner, and afterwards my friend and I discussed the possibility that these guys were homosexual and that they. And he was seemingly impressed to be led there by a child like myself. I say child loosely, for I was a young woman. I was ready to spread my wings, and, with him tucked so close beside me like a hunter, I was ready to spread more than just wings. I was panting,but he thought it was from the effort. Soon, we were back at the top of the hill, and I showed him where I had hidden to watch the satyr. Wordless, we spoke, and he made it clear he would kill this satyr — for me… My heart lurched in my. Most of my customers were young men and they were better spenders when a pretty young girl was around. It was secondary that I enjoyed looking at her as well.One wet Saturday Sarah was unusually miserable. It took me most of the day to discover that her boyfriend had dumped her. It took a bit longer to find out why. She wouldn't put out and he demanded that she did.'It wasn't that I didn't want to,' she argued, 'I do want to find out what it's all about. But no-one is going to tell me when or.