" And lips and tongues. Probably noses and thighs and pussy and..." Fuck you," I muttered."Good idea. Revenge." She straddled my lap and kissed me."I ..... promised," I sighed once the kiss ended."I know, sweetie. Where were we?" You want to get off my lap?" No. Why? Too heavy?" I can't win," I chuckled."Of course not. You're a mortal, and a man. So where were we? Oh." What?" I asked, trying desperately not to react to her pussy pressing against the bulge at my crotch. Even clothed, I could feel. He will be carrying a package for you. Be in the parking lot of the race track convenience store on long street in Williams around 10am. Look for a bright red Ford Pickup truck. He will drop off the package. He has a photograph of you, so he will make visual identification. If you aren't there, he will not wait." It was a message not a conversational invitation.Since there was no power on in the foreclosed house, I left to sit in a waffle house. The Waffle had coffee and lots of free electrons. Rayne also helped teach the girls as well as Cassie, who when she wasn't working with her husband in the field, could be found instructing the girls.The twins, Galen, her father worked with the children that were mages to learn magic and all children learned the basics of reading, writing, and other subjects from Galen and Aric.But over the years what Rayne found strangest by far was her father Aric.At 63 he still gave the appearance of being at best only 30 seasons old to anyone that saw him.. V. and sped down the road. We were off towards Providence. I sat in the back seat with my head in Dean’s lap as he resumed playing with my hair. Kittie would look back in her rear-view mirror at us occasionally and roll her eyes at us. But she was being quite hypocritical, holding Nathan’s hand as she drove. “I need to hunt… how about we split up in groups of two and explore the city and get something to eat,” Dean suggested, “I’ll go with Kittie if you want to go with Nathan.” “I am quite.