But I stayed there, enjoying the lonely beach at 3 in the morning, the cool breeze and the sound of gushing water was so peaceful and calming.I didn�...t know then that it was high tide time and hence there were no crowds or even a single person there. A bottle got thrown up to the shore by the sea waves.It was a typical film type scene with a rolled paper in the glass bottle. I was intrigued by it. I opened the cork and removed the paper. It seemed to be very old and had some writings on it. But. I started kissing them and exploring with my tongue. It was bit hard to get my tongue in as her pussy was tight. Still I managed after lots of trouble making it softer. I went on and on exploring and she started to contract her body. I knew she was going to burst and so I increased my speed licking and biting keeping her aroused. Just about to explode I covered her pussy lips with my lips so that she don’t burst on my face. I wanted to drink it all. She busted and her fluid ran like a tornado.. Late into the nights she practiced what shelearned, perfecting her craft. Five more years passed before she hadlearned enough to survive reading the forbidden magic; but as yet shehad not discovered the hiding place of the tomes.As her understanding of the magic grew, so did her skill and power.Daily she gained strength, knowing that force of will was the keycomponent of every spell, her thirst for revenge giving her nearlyinhuman focus and drive.Willow laughed at that memory, inhuman indeed.. My tears are hot on my cheeks and my throat tightens. I gasp and back up. He looks at me, worried but not frightened. I’ve ruined it. I’ve ruined our happy moment. I stagger backwards and fall into the chair. Why am I here? Why can’t I go home? I look up at him in despair. I hope he doesn’t hate me. He really should. ‘Andrew?’ I cry. He’s standing where I left him, looking sad. There’s still a lot of instability, the doctor is saying to him. But a lot of progress, too, Andrew replies. Yes,.