He screamed again, even as he chewed on my hot nipples, the very ideablasting through his mind and I felt him stiffen. All time seemed tostand still a... the incipient cataclysm held off for a long, infinitelylong moment and then, with a wild fire seeming to flash through ourbodies. starting from our deeply con joined organs. the simultaneousorgasm ripped through our wildly writhing bodies. It was amazing as Ifelt every little thing around me, sounds, sensations, emotions, eventhe very air that I. . Besides I don'tjust go around kissing boys... Actually, you're the first one I've everkissed..."I snorted, "With these boobs I don't look anything like a boy Shelly..."She smiled gently and told me, "No you don't and that might have made iteasier... But you're still Jordan, even if you appear to be a smokinghot Tinkerbelle right now... You're my friend Jordan, who is doingsomething amazing for his girlfriend. No matter how hard it might be forhim... I respect the shit out of that okay? I. The story of Ykir was well known to even the lowest initiate-- their whole society was based on his teachings. He had made the Great Ether accessible to humanity, and his spirit still guarded the Fount of Ascendancy to prevent its misuse-- or so the legend went. Only the Seers really drew upon the Fount with any regularity-- mankind was never meant to handle that kind of power.But this boy? An initiation was a necessary ritual. It made the Ether aware of a practitioner's presence. Only an. This time she seemed to concentrate a little, head tilted slightly. I yelled in pain as a hot pan of stew was suddenly in my hands. I set it on the floor quickly. That stew had been on the table for hours; there was no way it could still be hot. Sarah looked concerned at my yell. When she figured out what I was yelling about, she kissed my hand to make it better. Instantly, there was aloe cream and a bandage on my hand. Huh?"I sure would like a glass of milk with my stew," I said. There was a.