I : No mom……don’t ever think that I will leave you, ok….. I will always by your side. No one can ever point finger at you, mom….My mom start...d to cry….. I hold her face and wipe her tears and I kiss her right and left cheeks.Mom : I’m just afraid putte…. I have no one else now…it’s only you.I : Mom….look at me….. I want to get more close to you, mom….you must trust me… You must believe me….Mom : I want to trust and believe you son…… I’m just so sad and afraid, that’s all.I : We must do. Even so ... there is one ... thing that you can do for me,” Sam squirmed now.“What is that?” I asked her.“You can fuck me ... okay, two things, you can bite me, too,” Sam bit her bottom lip, looking a bit flustered, of course.“The more things change, the more they stay the same, I guess. What about the old ways being done again?” I observed, more than a little jarred by this sudden turnabout.“No, no, no ... not like that. He forced people to do it ... and offered nothing in return but avoiding. He tried to think about all the women that he had met but she didn’t resemble anyone. Or maybe she did. He turned towards Matthew with a blank expression, making Matthew give him a ‘Come on, man!’ expression. ‘Really, Nick … Since when did you become so thick in the head?’ asked Matthew as he studied his best friend. ‘Remember Lisa’s bridesmaid?’ Fiona? But she was the most spirited girl he had ever come across in his life. Surely the girl whom he had met a few minutes back wasn’t the cheerful,. We set up, used the guitar to gather manna, and cast and purified the circle. Instead of the old cup I had borrowed from the kitchen, we used our new willow noggin, even though it wasn't yet finished, to hold the purification water. We gathered more manna with the guitar, put a drop of blood into the scrying water, and began deepening our trance while staring into the pie pan.I lost track of time, and visions began to form. They were inchoate at first, but I eventually began seeing--and.