I’ve tried both my M1911 pistol and my Ka-Bar, they’re still mundane! I’ve tried commanded them to alter and change, as they should and I can fe...l a bit of the resident magic trying to obey, maybe with just a bit of shimmer, but failing. Worse even still ... I’m very mortal here, now. Before, Lydia’s protections would save me from just about anything and everything, but now I’m still vulnerable. Look, see ... this is one of my extra ‘normal’ knives, nothing special – not the Ka-Bar Lydia cast. " I shall give it my best shot, is that what you say here?" Yes we do." I agreed."Ashley has promised to coach me." In that case you should have no problems."Andrea welcomed us back with a multitude of questions. She had read the outline of the script and wanted to know if my character ever got it on with Meera's character. I told her that neither of us knew that as the series would develop, and the scripts for later episodes were not finalised. "Have we got time to go down to the cottage?" Was. "I need to spank you, woman", I said, and obediently and without demur, she got on her knees and, as she did so, reached for the drawer in the bedside cabinet and produced a paddle. It was black with a pink heart-shape on one side. I did not spare her. Once a woman offers herself in this way, she must be totally obedient to a man's desires. I brought the paddle down on her hard, again and again. She moaned with ever increasing pleasure.Suitably prepared for fucking, I gave her one last hard. All around me, memorable human beings were leaving their footprints on the pages of history and I was the joker in the pack unable to fit into any winning hand unless the rules were changed to allow my consideration. It made me feel less than human and more like some visitor from an alien planet using my own species for my pleasure and too dangerous for meaningful actions.I was unable to share my fears with any of my followers or the females that shared my bed because it would taint their.