She closed her eyes and chanted, conjuring her witchcraft once again. A haze of orange light appeared around James’ form and then disappeared just a... quickly. She opened her eyes and placed her hands on her hips.“You can move five feet in any direction, but that’s it.”James tested it by walking toward her and immediately ran into the invisible barrier. The unearthly force pushed back on him as he tried to proceed. His hands pressed against the field as he was held in place.“Hey! No fair!”“When. I saw a couple of other safe pirate costumes worn by like-minded young lads just like me. There were no other ballerinas and I think that was to Ronnie's advantage because she really stood out with her long delicately shaped legs coming to a fork in the road right at her pretty white Tutu with its fluffy circles of lace curling around her narrow hips and drawing attention to her delicious bottom standing there in innocent disregard for the evil intent of human nature.My Ronnie may not have been. I motion them towards me and walk out with Mr. Mulligan trailing behind as he calls his boys back in to take care of business. “Mr. Mulligan meet Agent Gutierrez of the ATF on loan from the NSA. There were two devices in that shipment and the other one needs make it from point A to point B which is further south than your clients are located. Also I need him to die but I need it to be convincing and not real, could you help out with that,” I ask and Mr. Mulligan smiles. He agrees and I explain. It seemed like the perfect idea. She knew her dad was getting no attention from his cold, frigid wife. And, unlike her mother, Donna actually loved him. The notion of fucking him didn't seem strange to her at all. It would be a beautiful expression of their love... which, as a bonus, would surely be enough to kill her mother if she ever found out about it.Besides, Donna reasoned, what middle-aged man wouldn't want a busty blonde co-ed doing unspeakable things to him? The fact that she was his.