"What the hell is this?" he asked."This is getting-even-time, Harmon," I told him "But I've still got a few licks coming." What for? I didn't make a m...ssacre out of you!" Didn't you?" Hell, no! I wrapped you up real quick and let you sleep it off down in the garage." How about the two guys you sent around to take care of me later?"Harmon was blinking at me as he sat up. The back of his right forearm slid across his upper lip, and it came away, striped a brilliant red. Finally he said, "I don't. "What ... what were you doing? I could just feel Magic at work, but couldn't tell what was happening." I was using my Green Magic to heal your shoulder and the bruises," I told him."Green Magic?" he asked, bewildered."Yes, I'm a Mage in addition to being a Wizard," I told him."I've never heard of such a thing!" he replied, puzzled."We are a bit rare," I answered before we all returned to the table for dessert. No one spoke during the remainder of the meal, and I rose to be excused, as soon as. OoOooLater, as so often happened after one of her `episodes` Grace became so excited that she dragged me onto the bed as soon as we arrived home. She was almost at fever pitch as she tore at my clothes and demanded sex: rough sex. I was reluctant at first but I soon became embroiled in Grace’s lust. We fucked hard and fast with Grace demanding that I slap, pinch and generally mistreat her. After two shattering orgasms she was satisfied. Then, as was always the case, she became overcome with. Is Anastassia your ... girlfriend ... or what? Lover? Friend with benefits, that’s the term, I think? Booty call?” Mom tried to decipher the coded clues of our body language, “oh, my ... oh, my ... you’re doing them both!”“Um ... yeah, Mom ... I don’t see any point trying to deceive you anymore. We’ve grown ... very close over the years, Amy and I ... and well, Anastassia, she’s very intimate with me. She also has a boyfriend of her own,” I confessed.“Wow ... wow ... wow! I really have been.