Isn't this really just another sort of spell, a spell to give you power over others, to show your membership in a particular society. Couldn't this ju...t as easily convey a different message or a different spell?" Levy shifted in his seat to face his traveling companion more directly."Anyway, that is a very long answer to a very short question," the man said. "Yes, I'm in the business of telling fables." The man chuckled and turned his head away. "You look busy, and it was rude of me to. I screamed and another hand covered my mouth. I kicked and tried to struggle but whoever it was was stronger than me. I couldnt see much, just a dark figure over my bed, looming, huge and intimidating. He wasnt fat, but he was built like a linebacker, all muscle and bulk. I felt terror run through my veins, this wasnt a ghost...this was a living breathing man who had moments before been playing with my pussy. Tears started to run down my face as I heard him speak, his voice was husky and. Had she really just climaxed, right there? And did she not know what it was? He had a momentary temptation to tease her about it, then realized that that would be too cruel, even for him. She would run to her room crying, and he would feel bad the rest of the day. She might even be mad at him for several days after that, not a pleasant thought. And right now, he felt an unusual closeness to her; the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. So he decided to just be honest and frank with. “Now let your mind be emptied of all and be prepared for the Holy Spirit’s baptism.”Throughout the afternoon Beck continued to give small doses to the child as he systematically destroyed all sense of self-identity. It was exhausting work, but God was his strength and would see him through. Deacon and Dr. Jones were in the kitchen where he could call to them if he needed assistance, but it was best if no one witnessed his method. The doctor was a chemist, not a medical doctor, but could take.