"Yes, but I think you deserve an explanation," replied Meg. "I just don't know if I can actually say it." If you want to explain, I'd like to hear, bu... I'll understand if you don't. I'm perfectly willing to pretend this never happened."Meg glanced at Carla, who nodded at her in encouragement. Meg sighed, then turned back to Lissa."I'm not sure we should tell you this," said Meg. "An innocent girl like you might not be able to handle it." Oh yeah, very funny," said Lissa sarcastically."Okay, but. It used to be a bit mischievous. But not phone sex. Being my senior she was not that close to me during college hours.I play football and on that fateful day, she was there in the ground. I waved at her, and she smiled. As i came from the ground i check my phone and i saw a message. This is how it goesSelma: heyaMe: heloooSelma: finished playingMe: yea . . Y?Selma: come to the 2nd floorMe: sure but y?( i was hesitant as i was in my shorts and stinking)Selma: just comeSo i went there and there. Luckily our library was a great aid in helping us to define many of the spells; however, some of the incantations were phonic renderings of languages no longer spoken by modern man. Some were ancient Egyptian, of which I had a fair understanding, while others were in Aramaic, Arabic, and what may have been the pre-human tongue of those who wrote the Pnakotic Manuscripts.During the months, which followed either my wife or I were almost always at our woodland retreat engaged in study. Sometimes. . Months have passed since that... Months in which she lost her virginity to someone else, fucked someone else, but yet months in which there was hardly a day on which she wasn't daydreaming about Him. She just couldn't get the what-if's out of her mind. What IF He had come to see her,... What IF He had fucked her and taken her virginity, used her, made her submit,...Shaking her head she awoke from yet another daydream as she poured another cup of coffee for another customer in the little cafe.