. what the..." What's wrong?" I ask."It's gone. The spell is gone." he frowns. "I swear it was written onthis page but now it looks so faded. Maybe...these spells are only goodfor a number of castings before they fade completely." Maybe." I frown. "I'm sure the attractiveness spell must be a popularone." Well, I could try to write down what I remember, but my guess is itwouldn't work." Dave sounds so sorry."Don't worry about it, man," I smile weakly. "You bought the book andyou were brave. ’ Indeed, the Atlas really wasn’t at all prepossessing. It reminded Phillippa of those places she’d stayed in India when she’d gone backpacking in her student days. Those were dives that only an enormous amount of dope could make tolerable. They were worse even than those shitty places in the Australian outback, and without the certainty of a huge amount of dope and beer to lessen the discomfort. ‘We’re in luck!’ announced David when he emerged from the hotel foyer, this time with no stiffly. "Any advice on where to drop a line?" asked Steve."Oh, you'll catch somethin if y' take any of the trails about a quarter mile further up the canyon," said Gibb. "Provided, a course, that y' got the right bait."Steve grinned and Mike grunted."So what sort of bait works best?" asked Steve."Well, fer rainbows, I like to use these little red jobbers with either salmon eggs or velveeta on the hooks," he said, showing a bright red oval with three hooks on the bottom. "Fer brown trout, I've had. Even as I watched, she sat on the edge of the bed and began removing her panties.Then when she was completely naked, she slowly began walking in the room to finally sit on the bed again and she placed both feet on the bed and then she stretched herself on her back. Her legs were bent at the knees and wide open and as she lay stretched on her bed, her cunt was exactly facing the wall where I was watching.Next using both hands, she peeled her two cunt lips giving me my first look at the inside of.