He is going once, and going twice, He's going and almost gone.But the Master comes, and the foolish crowdnever can quite understandthe worth of a soul...and the change that is wroughtby the touch of the Master's hand."The Touch of the Master's Hand" By Myra B. Brooks Welch (1877-1959)The young woman's voice echoed throughout the caverns beneath the cellars of the opera house, dwindling away into silence. She opened her eyes and found, much to her astonishment, that her angel's eyes were streaming. I instantly wanted her. ***(as a note I will meet with any decent women, but if your not a 7 or better you better be giving me some good head (blowjob) and down to fuck. Again I'm not on here to date and I meet many many women who I am interested in dating when I'm out. Im only looking for fuck partners on this site who are freaks)***Back to the story. We sit in the semi secluded area of the bar where anything we are doing below our stomachs cant be seen. Im sipping on my Scotch and water. He couldn’t return to the states, however, because he did not want to abandon the few people he still had left from his past. He was also too proud to let them think him a monster, and he knew in the end that they would just come and find him in America. And then the others would get dragged into it, just like with Eyghon, and someone would get hurt. So he dealt with it all. A couple of times he was caught by bounty-hunter-like groups who were out for the money being offered through the magical. When she joined us on the patio she exclaimed, “Wow! You really made an impression on her! I probably could have gotten permission to spend the night if I’d asked!”I laughed and said, “Go ahead. I’ll wait.”We went upstairs and split up to take showers. Cass and Kyle used my parent’s shower. Kala and I showered in my bathroom.We were looking at the pictures from yesterday when they rejoined us. We all thought the pictures were hot. But when Kyle saw the pictures of Cass and Kala together he was.