Iyanked my hand back."Can you just... fix this?" He scratched the back of his neck."I know the boss can, I don't know when he'll be back. But I might ...avesomething that can help, if you want." He reached under the counter andpulled out a small bracelet. Instinctively I recoiled - it was a daintylittle thing, with a silver butterfly prominently crafted at the center,concealing the clasp."This should help with the sudden shifts," he said. "I don't know ifyou're over the worst or whatever, but-". The. Fuck. Is this a dream? How in the world does this lady have a copy of the rarest of all gamebooks, and how did you not see it before? The Trap of the Trickster was an internet legend akin to Polybius. Rumors were that several of the endings were considered too sexual in nature. Parents complained. The entire printing run was burned except for a few copies thought to be lost to the ages. But here it is, so tantalizingly close. All you have to do is reach out and—"Are you going to buy. Want to see?" he grinned. There was something creepy about the man's expression, but it didn't really bother George too much. After all he was Leroy's brother. Leroy and George went way back, all the way back to the war, actually. Any brother of his could be trusted.He followed the computer-nerd down the hall to Amy's bedroom. When they got inside everything looked just like it should: clean, pristine, girly. Amy had begun to slack at some of her chores the last few weeks, but cleaning her room. She’d moaned into my mouth as I had pulled and tweaked them. Back in my room, I felt Barry’s hand slide up my belly to my own breast. I think he was still asleep as his fingers began to rub my soft nipple which began to respond and I could feel my clit began to get firm and start to tingle between my legs. I let out an involuntary gasp and remembered how the guys at the club, watching mine and Gina’s raunchy display, had been standing, mouths agape and beginning to pitch tents, as their.