” He growled in a hoarse voice. “You’re the prettiest of the bunch. We wanted you first anyway.” They dragged her to her feet. They held her w...ists behind her back and pushed her through an open door.The room was large and circler. She was hustled to a round depression in the center of the room.. There Carol was strapped to a short thick padded board. The board was bolted to bottom of the depression. The board was long enough for just her body. Her hips hung over one end. Her head was braced up. That way I do not have to worry about drunks or checkpoints. It’s funny, after 15 years of working with cops I still avoid them like the plague if I can do so without arousing suspicion. I’ve went so far as to pull into restaurants and ordered meals just to avoid a checkpoint when I knew I was clean.If you don’t see me you won’t think about me has been my philosophy. I haven’t had a traffic ticket in over 20 years and never been arrested even when I deserved it. So what can I say?I’m a little. ‘Yes, you Flat Foots do love your tales about us, but trust me girl, they’re more wrong than right,’ Fran said tossing the rag over one shoulder. ‘Yes, yes, some can transform, and everyone can levitate, but it doesn’t need to be a broom, it’s just practical sometimes, you know?’ ‘Yes,’ Amira agreed, not knowing. Aaron stayed silent, mostly, sitting in the corner. Fran pulled up a chair across from him. ‘Now have a look see,’ Fran pulled her sleeve up. ‘Some Magic only needs words to work, hm?. Hope you enjoyed it. If you did or even if you didn’t, please vote or leave me a comment With lots of thanks to luvtaread for her superb editing skills. Two weeks and 10 official dates later, they sat in a lovely little Italian restaurant in town. Draven was goofing around with his food, trying to convince her to do ‘Lady and the Tramp’ with the spaghetti and going about it by singing the theme to her in a dodgy Italian accent. Alex threw her head back, laughing at his antics. She’d never been.