Bud swallowed. Mark then stood up, "And, as part of the tradition, the men offer themselves to each other as well," dropping his pants. Shirley and Ma...k bent over next to each other across the back of the sofa, waiting. Shirley's wet pussy was lubed up and Mark applied lube to his naired ass. Bud was speechless, but horny. He began messaging his dick through his robe while Shirley and Mark watched. Bud focused on Shirley, trying not to look at Mark. He wasn't gay, and he figured here was sex. My intent was not to humiliate or force my attentions. “You may redress as soon as you are out of the circle.”Both mages had Restrictors on them placed by the same church. Interesting. The churches work the same on this world too.The churches did it on my old world too. I wasn’t surprised in the least.And all of these noble children had incomplete tracking wards on them. Probably they were set with orders from their parents in case of kidnappings. The incomplete bit sent signals of corruption. It's not the way I do things. Oh, I've been there. I've had my share of desperate sex. And I'm not putting it down either. Even bad sex is good, but I wanted better. I wanted caring, tenderness, sensitivity. I wanted love. Sue me.So here we were. I'd spent an evening at a restaurant with Sally, and two other friends. The archetypal double date. I'd never met her before, and was immediately impressed. She was twenty, a couple of years younger than me, and she was physically impressive. Seated at. What a bilious, malicious spirit that must be...Then another story popped up. An anonymous news article from tomorrow, written in the future tense, saying there’s going to be a dreadful traffic accident. The article didn’t mention ghosts, but I knew the spirits would have something to do with it.The story said that a deliveryman on a motorbike, next to our school, will die in gruesome fashion, be run over by a semitruck.Aghast, I couldn’t read past the opening paragraph and clicked off my.