My friend was still rooting around for food when I nudged past him to grab a beer. As casually as I could I said, “Your Mom said it was cool if I ha... a beer.” He barely looked up and instead, in his stoned state, seemed more concerned with sizing up the leftovers. I went back the living room and took a chair by the far end of the couch which was positioned at a slight angle to Mrs. J. Although there was room on the couch I wasn’t too confident in my abilities to be relaxed and casual to get. We hit them as soon as we see their sharp clubs, No?" Yeah, you sling your whirly, and punch up the dust right in front of their buggy, maybe knock it on it's side. If they don't take the hint, and come at us, I will take them out."The two men spread out to give themselves room, and waited, prepared to kill or die to protect their hard earned resources. At 250 yards they could see it wasn't the welcome wagon, there were five of them, with the same three sharp clubs. Jose muttered a prayer to. "That's good then," Mrs. Thompson said. "I'll see you kids later then." Later then," I told her as we hurried away. I let out a sigh of reliefthat she hadn't seen the test book.After this, all three of us went to the training ground where Mr.Rawlins was acting as the life guard, supervising any students who weretesting new spells. I would have preferred doing this without hiswatching, but the law said that until a magir had their class 3 license,they were not allowed to practice magic. "Hey you gave me a ride that's cool" Marcus said wishing he had made Richpromise to give him more then a hand job."From now on I'm gonna call you HANDYMAN, that was the best handjob I'veever gotten from Sheryl or Niven" Rich breathelessly said.Marcus wasn't surprised Rich's girlfriend had given him handjobs, butNiven was a suprise. The thought of Niven and Rich together jacking eachother off was a fantasy he had had many times."Go ahead pull it out" Rich said.Marcus opened his jeans and let his.