Is it a newfound religion? Not likely. Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it�...�s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective. As we walked in I could see 5 other men in the living room, where rope was dangling from the ceiling. “Lets be honest,” he said with a grin. “This isn’t a party that you’re going to enjoy. My proposition to you is that you let, myself and my friends here, tie up your beautiful wife and take turns fucking her, for a large sum of money, or leave and we’ll pretend that this never happened.”“Absolutely not,” you responded quickly. Your wife however was not so sure. “How much is this large sum of. Then there was the time when I attempted suicide by panadol overdose, didn't work either. Someone obviously had been exaggerating about the dangers of panadol overdose, because I felt nothing apart from an overwhelming desire to do nothing.Finally, there was the jumping. It was the day after I got dumped by my boyfriend. I thought at that time that I was seriously and totally in love with him. I begged for him to take me back, even to the point of humilliating myself. Yet he only looked at me. Ive yet to meet someone clever enough to figure out one of mine. On my honor, Ive spent almost my entire life using my magic purely academically, with the sole tiny exception of minor things to preserve my own dignity. Never once did I consider truly transgressing and abusing my powers. Until recently. See was so cute, Ive never seen a woman like her. She had the body and face of an angel. I wanted her, Im not afraid to admit. And Im not a lesbian of any sort! Well, I wasnt before that night,.