For as long as I could remember, Nathaniel was always a ladies’ man. His rock star long brown hair and chiseled features turned heads everywhere he ...ent. Not to mention, he was the most popular member of the team, receiving fan mail that could rival David Beckham. The body on Nathaniel was tight as well. Although not overly muscular, he was built in all the right places, slender and long just like a well-trained thoroughbred. As I watched him finish getting dressed, I stared at the man I had. So I am giving her leave for tomorrow. I will drop her tomorrow in morning”.”Ok take her. Take care of her. Be safe. Give her a phone”. I did the same. She is listening to him on a phone. She is beautiful. She is hijabi. She has a round gorgeous face with light brown skin. Her head is covered with black scarf. While I am black skinned muscled boy. My skin is black as a dark chocolate. my face id good looking with French styled beard. I would have look handsome, If I had fair coloured skin. She. Finally she drew back with a sigh and placed her hand on that of the other Mage. "Stop. There's no point. He's dead."A shocked gasp rippled through the Mage Elders.Tallia pulled her hand away. She flinched as something similar to a small electric shock passed through her fingers. The Mage Elder was similarly looking at his own hand in bemusement.Tallia frowned. "Get back, everyone," she called out. "I said get back!"The Mage Elders retreated. The Healer turned Q'yros' body onto its back. She. “So, you go here now?” I asked.“Yeah, transferred,” she said.“Word? Welcome. What’d you transfer for?” I questioned, tilting my head.“Yeah, law.”“Damn, I figured you’d be a lawyer. All them times in government class… my God,” I joked. She smiled.“Still writing?” She asked.“Always,” I said, smiling. Every little thing she did was more attractive now than before. We spent an hour talking, laughing, and catching up. Before I knew it, it was time for my next class. I looked at her face. She licked.