"The wizard nodded gravely, happy that Stan had chosen the way he had. Not even such a powerful wizard as himself could have foreseen or affected Stan...s judgment. It was his decision and his alone. And the wizard, for one, thought he had made the right choice. The wizard muttered a few more unintelligible words, and for Stan Barr, the world once more went black.***The next day, a talent agent did indeed find Stan, and decided to pick him up and sign him. Stan began recording his first record. Everyone on the street that day seen my wife's pussy, and I had enjoyed it immensely. As a matter of fact my dick was getting hard thinking about all those people looking at my wife's accidental exposure. My heart was beating fast, the adrenaline was flowing and I was proud that so many guys were staring at my exposed wife, most likely wanting to fuck her. The fact that she was desired by so many other men made her even more desirable to me. I found it to be exciting and exhilarating. It was. He looked around, but saw nothing. He shrugged and continued walking back to his car. He was actually glad that Amanda had broken up with him. Over the past week or so he had become more and more bored with her. She had started moaning and whining all the time. She was never satisfied. To hell with her! It was Saturday night and there was no way he was going to spend it alone. He reached his car and sped off. There was a nightclub that Patrick knew. He had used it for one night stands before. “Can you give me a few minutes?” I asked. I could tell he was a bit embarrassed. “Sure,” he responded, taking a seat on my couch. I quickly darted into my bedroom and tossed the towel on to my unmade bed. I grabbed a hair brush and ran it through my hair to comb out the tangles. I was nervous and excited, all at the same time. My tangled hair frustrated me. Grrrrrrrrrrrr. I looked up and Steve was standing in the doorway, just watching me. Instinctively, I grabbed a sheet from the bed..