Enjoy! *All characters in this story are 18 years or older* PREVIOUS — Chapter 6: Good Chemistry CHAPTER 7 ‘Bro! It’s your fucking birthday!...We’re definitely gonna get you some tonight. I swear, you act like such a pussy sometimes. Pick some chick out here! C’mon. There’s gotta be one or two you like. We’ll make it happen!’ Already a few beers deep and certainly fired up, Greg took a breath from his pep talk and glared at his friend as they leaned up against a wall in his basement. It was. ’ Ty snorted again and glared. ‘We need to talk, but not here,’ Zach said flatly. ‘Don’t be retahdid, asshole,’ Ty replied. He opened his jacket enough to reveal a gun. ‘I’m trying not to be, which is why we aren’t going to have this discussion in a damn bar parking lot.’ ‘Whateva,’ Ty sneered. ‘All right, where?’ ‘About 3 miles west of town on the state highway, there’s an old truckers’ rest stop.’ Ty nodded and smiled. ‘I know the place.’ Zach got into his car and watched as Ty did. “Interesting is not a word that we often hear in reference to the study for the Master’s Level. Hard, difficult, or drudgery are more often heard,” the fifth and last Master on the Panel stated. “What was this reference to the ‘Book of Dreams’ about?” he demanded. The others on the Panel had also noticed the reference.“The ‘Book of Dreams’ started us on the study of Magic and aided us when we transformed,” Lesia told them. All five Masters looked decidedly uncomfortable at this last. . So please forgive me. Anyway I hope no one is reading this as prep for their medical exams !Talking about hymens reminds me of this story... I had been at the Sanatorium a few weeks when I was summoned to appear before the Headmistress at Miss Belfree's School for Young Ladies which was the other side of town. I was quickly ushered into her office ."Doctor," She said. " I trust I can rely on your discretion, I should hate for this to leak out. It would ruin our reputation." Madam." I replied..