Jones had frowned at this, "How do you know so much about the outside lands when you haven't sent scouts out before?" He asked.This resulted in a pain...ul headache and the droid said, "That Scout is an area that you would be well advised not to ask questions about."So it was that Jones was now an expert in horse fighting as well as swords and knives. The Nanites in his body had augmented his speed and reflexes to an inhuman level. One day Jones was fighting the training droid and managed to chop. Joe was so frustrated at this point he didn't care if there was witchcraft involved – he had to get some sexual re-lief or he thought he'd go mad.He decided to go along with her plan, because, to be honest, if it didn't work he was go-ing to break up with Toni. He was sick and tired of coming home from dates with his cock swollen from excitement, but never getting a release. If Aunt Beulah said she could help him, he was willing to give her a shot.The next night he brought Toni for dinner. He. An old hardcover book?He opened the tome. Lots of pages had been torn out, but the pages that remained... His eyes widened. This ... spell? ... was why the perp had burned someone alive! He read it more closely. Power could be yours ... Power? He liked the sound of that.37 days ago... Bilson slammed the door as he arrived home. “Fuck!” he yelled. That goddamned lesbo! he thought. Calling me a walking donut. And what the fuck happened to that woman who thought she was a cat? A real cat had come. She didn’t say anything about it. But she did do something. A thin strong finger reached out of a thin strong hand and traced the root of my cock. “Remember when we were kids?” Her voice had caught slightly, so she cleared her throat, in that refined way women sometimes have. “When mom and dad were still at work… We’d play in the backyard, playing pretend…we were super-secret spies, always running around and hiding from each other, or racing each other, tree-climbing races…squirt gun espionage….