It was a very disconcerting feeling.Somehow Amanda picked up on this and said, "I told you I was a witch. You didn't believe me. Let's continue with y...ur fantasy."I tried to hang up the phone, but I could not move. I fixated on the beautiful woman on my screen. I thought I could hear her chanting something not in English."You called in looking for a fantasy. You didn't count on finding a witch at the other end of the phone. Take a deep breath and hold it, until I say otherwise."I really could. Lawyer?" he asked. "Just like home, eh?"I looked at him. "I feel like Han Solo," I said evenly. "I have a bad feeling about this."He started back at me for a moment and then barked a short and humorless laugh. "By God, you're a cool customer, eh?" he said. "I'll give you that. Anyone that isn't down on their knees right about now begging me not to use this on them... well, I figure they're just not smart enough to understand what might happen. But I know you know exactly what might happen." He. They liked handguns and those wickedly sharp hunting knives, of course, but there was more of a game with a bow and arrow.Béla disappeared to go haunt Jake. That's what Beth called it when she realized that humans had a strange way of not accepting data acquired in their dream state. The single exception she knew of, of course, was her buxom and very sexy blond friend, Tanya, or as Beth called her (not to her face), the Three-B girl – Blond, Buxom and Bodacious!'I ought to return her gun, '. Under the hood is a 350 fuel-injected small block and M21 close-ratio 4-speed manual transmission that's as smooth as silk. When I bought her, she was a little run down, but I rebuilt her from the ground up and added some modern amenities like satellite radio, GPS and seats with good lumbar support. The numbers don't match, the engine's not original and she's got a lot of miles, but that's not the point.She drives like a dream and was built to go cruising. Candy turns heads and draws many.