I loved the way he approached me and I sure knew he was the guy to date in the office. We were soon going out in the evenings for dinner and he used t... drop me home. On the way, we used to get cozy, kiss and fondle each other. It was a Saturday and I wore a green skirt and a white top. Many colleagues complimented me on my sexy legs and I was game and mature enough to understand the hidden meanings. They just wanted a fuck! I had a dinner date with Raj that day. He loved seeing me in the green. “I’m taking you to a place we both love and visited on our first date and later, out to dinner,” I replied, before taking a sip of coffee.“Let me guess, Starved Rock State Park and dinner at The Chop House.” “Right you are, my dear.”After a delicious breakfast, we headed off, taking the scenic route. She titillated the hell out of me as her hands caressed my body. The warmth of her mouth as she kissed my ear, neck and cheek was making it difficult to drive. To this day, I do not know how we. I threw a look behind me, saw nothing but more shadows writhing across the ground. Then I heard something. Over Nathalie’s panicked whimpers and the thrashing in the tent where my sister and Zanyia were tricked into making love, I heard the jangle of metal. That unmistakable clink of armor.My instincts screamed at me to fetch my weapons. I left my gear by the fire, my short sword sheathed. I raced for it, the shadows billowing about my feet, rippling like inky fog. I struggled to remember. They’d be laughingstocks, since no one believes in me. Well, not as many people do, so I’m a victim of my own success in selling the idea that I didn’t exist at all.“You get six wishes, of course. Not three, not seven. Those are HIS numbers, you know. Six is MY number. So is sixty-nine, but let’s not push it. Oh, I’ll take their souls, too, if they wish to offer them, but I won’t do wishes that conflict with each other, so if theirs don’t dovetail with yours, they’ll have to rethink that wish..