.. but it's always about me...serving you... while I'm dressed... this way." He took a deep breath andsaid, "It's like you're rewriting my sexual per...onality. Making mesomebody else." I wanted to know, "Is that a bad thing?" He took thelongest pause so far before deciding, "No. It's not. In fact, it seemsso right. More than anything else ever did." "Which brings us back," Ipointed out, "to you being so horny and needing relief." I felt a pang ofcompassion and said, "Listen, Robin. You. ”“I stopped Jen, just like you demanded, no more magic, you see?” Alene lifted her skirt and exposed her lower region to Jen, “no cock, no magic!”Jen got up and peered into Alene’s soul, her movements were slow and deliberate, “then please tell me, Alene,” Jen lifted her own skirt up, “why do I still have this?” Jen’s cock dangled below her knees, it was a flaccid monster.Understanding dawned on Alene’s face, “You are my guardian...”“I don’t understand Alene, it just won’t go away,” it was. I announced that Ted’s version of a couple of whiskey nightcaps usually meant sitting up until the early hours putting the world straight so i planned to leave them to it. Lynn quickly followed my lead and announced she too was ready for bed so would leave the boys to it. I kissed and hugged Lynn and Gary goodnight and off I went to bed.Back at the room I undressed and got into a robe, poured myself a glass of wine and wondered what Ted had planned. About 15 minutes later I found out when there. "They've got standard magazines in them plus a round in the chamber. Here, a spare mag for each of you too," replied Assam as he handed over the spare clips. "I can promise they are all well maintained and in good working order." Twenty-seven rounds each, if we need more than that our situation will be pretty helpless anyway. You have done well my friend, I'm sure the prophet will reward you," said Shafiq, "what else do you have in your bag?"The holdall proved to contain a complete change of.