(The problem with that is that I have found no particular use for this newfreedom--but I'm keeping it in the back of my mind, just the same.) Furtherm...re, if I die now, it will be at a point in my life wherethe cost is minimal, or nearly so. For me the worst possible time to diewould have been in my middle twenties. By that time, I had invested morethan two decades of unremitting toil, of growth & learning, in the hope ofreaping five or more decades of payoff. To die then would have been to. )Okay, that out of the way, I have a fetish which forms the basis of my favorite fantasy.I fantasize being ****d – by a woman. I have heard of it, but don’t know how the victims got it up and kept it up. Any-way, my r****t is a young lady who works in the guidance office; she’s my age, quiet, sweet looking, and she has one maddening quirk – we’re the same height shoeless, but she wears platforms. (I spent some time as a cadet in a paramili-tary search-and-rescue unit as a teenager, so I. Her boobs are rounded and medium sized, hanging out gently. The projection of boobs on her shirt will attract every single guy. She was wearing a skirt which is well above her knees. Salma’s legs suggested that she had well shaped thighs and tight bums inside her skirt. That day she was wearing a pink shirt and a white skirt and the damsel was looking attractive. As she entered the shop Victor was amazed at look at this girl, and he started eating her up by his eyes. “Could you please help me. I had put a spell on the area, after all. I canceled the spell, and went inside. I checked the clock on the counter. It had a day date calendar. I saw that while I had lived through only two days in the other world, a week had gone by here!Amazing! How did the gate synchronize with the worlds? This was yet another thing on my list of things to find out. That list was getting quite long. The problem with magic is that it sometimes defied explanation.I opened the refrigerator and noticed that.