“She might be able to help with your needs.”His face ferruled in confusion, “I don’t…”“Perhaps you might want to give her a call.” Vic...ie coaxed smiling. “She is a priestess of massage, John.” Then she gathered up the wad of money, turned, and walked away. “Thanks, Vickie, I think,” he mumbled as he watched her perfect ass disappear behind the bar. He rose from his his chair, waved and with unheard thank you left the bar.Late that afternoon he stared at the serviette beside the telephone.. As Mark and Susan pondered what was going on, they heard a person seated behind them say, "Hi. Are you new here?" Susan responded, "Yes we are. I see your name is Chris. What brings you here?" "Oh, I visited this store called Spells R Us. The shopkeeper is rather dislikable, but fascinating in a mischievous sort of way. He turned me into what you see here." "Well, he changed us too." "I'm not surprised. It seems like all our members are changed into what we are now by that wizard." Mark. Im sorry i didnt call sooner miss. it wont happen again. i could hear her giggling on the other end of the line. haha its okay. she said. we talked for probably close to forty minutes about her old life in Reading, and her old friends and her old school. then she asked me to tell her about my childhood and i told her as much as i could remember with her laughing at most of my dumb mistakes and dares as a kid and teen. she scolded me like a mother does to her misbehaving children for doing so. We’d made the stashes we talked about, weapons, ammo, a little grub and coffee, some rags for bandages, that sort of thing.I wasn’t just ridin’ around. There were a few choke points on the trail in, and I had Gal and Eion help me loosen the base of a couple of big boulders, and rig a deadfall out of some mighty impressive logs. It probably wouldn’t hurt them but it would clog the trail and make them jumpy.They hit three days later and I almost missed them. They’d gotten smart and hired three.