"From where? And you are still sane? What type of person are you?" Was his astonished reply."Turch Malic! And with precautions the land is easily trav...rsed." I told him simply.He looked at me, "Please sir, you're obviously a mage of great power! What spell didst you use? Our mage would be grateful to learn it!" He said anxiously.I laughed and held up a mask, "There is no magic, no spells! Just this simple face-mask, if a person wears it when the wind is blowing in Turch Malic then he can walk. John dominated her thoughts, at least until we got to my room. Maybe by her being turned on because of all the sexy thoughts she was drawn to me momentarily? Might be interesting to try and work that out a bit more. I wondered what Amy would be thinking when I did therapy tomorrow? ‘Hey DAD!’ My daughter called from the door, stretching her arms out toward me for a hug as she walked in. ‘God we’re so glad you’re alright! When the hospital called and said….’ She walked down the aisle between. From the way I lived, dressed etc you'd never know I was worth a million quid.I spent the weekend moping about the flat. I drank a bottle of whiskey, and collapsed in my chair watching late night porn on the adult channel.Monday morning came around and I had decided to quit? if the weekend had taught me anything, it was I wasn't fit to do this job.I trudged my way through the dismal November streets of Newcastle, I was on an early shift and it would give me time to compose my resignation letter. If she swung around to face you, the first thing that came to mind was that a weapons system of some type had been brought to bear ... In my considered opinion, she could get away with a bikini, if it was more substantial than a thong and a couple of tiny triangles."Do you think you could put up with her?" I asked Rachel. Faye seemed high-strung -- not the happy soul her daughter was."You'd cool her out, Sweetie!" Rachel replied with her usual carefree expression, "A couple of shots from that.