When it was done, there would still be errors that only human eyes could resolve. Maddie was right. Someone needed to look at the whole manuscript and...not just the fragment that had been recovered. The only person who could look at the rest of the letter was a third degree master alchemist.“This was a brilliant idea, Maddie,” Keith said. “What made you think of it?”“I had a lot of time to think last night while you were talking to Agent Fry,” she said. “I just figured that the most common form. I could tell He liked this by the approving smile on His face. He then took an ace bandage and wrapped my wrists together behind me. I was thinking 'ooohhhh this is nice, bound but yet still movement'. Then He picked up a roll of duct tape and secured my wrists even more. Now I had no movement at all. The next thing He picked up was a spread bar. He placed it at my ankles and attached it. First my right then my left. He could see that I had butterflies in my stomach by my shaking.He looked into. And you too bitch!" The third rejected buyer, the rougher looker Hispanic male shouted as he abruptly shoved away his chair and stood up to apparently leave, but not before taking a couple of menacing steps towards Ms. Yates. Her direct boss, the middle-aged man in the sharp shirt was manly enough to take a step to his side in front of his employee to protect her. The more elderly bank officer, probably the bank manager, did quite the opposite and started backpedaling. Age or not, that marked. ”I felt Aunt April softly pet the underside of my cock making it throb in response increasing more in size. “April! What the fuck are you doing? You’re touching my son’s penis right in front of me. How many drink have you had??”“Just as many as you have and you’re watching me touch it. Besides, I’m making sure his cock is ok and that I didn’t hurt him pulling his shorts off. Come on don’t be so weird about it. Go on, just feel it. There’s nothing wrong with this.” Aunt April’s voice seemed in a.