Well not a front really, but it's not reallya business. It's owner is a practitioner who runs it as a hobby," Johnreplied."Uh huh," Sam said, a little...confused. John saw this and tried toexplain."Not a lot of people can use magic. Those who do are calledpractitioners. They are loosely organized, intent mostly on keepingeach other safe."Sam had a lot of questions about this cabal of magicians her friend wastalking about, but she really only cared for the answer to one of them."So can someone. Wednesday evening I asked my dad if he would drop me off at group. My mom heard me and offered to come with me and I told her thank you but that I needed to go to group on my own. She stroked my hair and told me okay and my dad agreed to drive me. He took me to the location and watched to make sure I made it in okay. I walked into the session alone for the first time and that’s exactly how I felt. . . alone. I found a chair close to a dark corner in the room the opposite side of the room. Dean laughs in turn, a lower, more manly laugh. DEAN: Yeah. It always make 'em break a sweat and I like a little boysweatas you know. Without their realizing it, Mark has begun to fish in his rightjeans pocket. He finally succeeds in pulling out a black pen-knife, bringsit to his mouth and works it open. Once it is open, he hesitates, uncertainwhether to use it on Dean or Wayne or whether to cut his other bond withit. He decides to cut his left arm free. But the twisting he has to doto reach. The door bell took care of my restlessness; it had to be Pat I wasn’t expecting anyone else.I switched the screen to the fire glow with its soft music and even softer lighting. I may have paid over the odds for it but this system was a sex mechanics dream. Buzzing the door I said, “Yes”“It’s me hurry I’m bloody freezing”The fun was about to start I buzzed Pat into the house and waited, she came straight to me like a moth is fascinated by the flame it knows will kill it. “Jake, just kiss me and.