Armand claimed to be a true native of the land with his ancestors belonging to Pueblo area. Armand was at least 4” shorter than more than 6’ tall ...amesh but Ramesh was hardly 135 pounds in weight against Armand being chunky over 180 pounds. Ram had a doubt but still he never messed around with Armand and never really wanted to either. Armand had a habit of the naked people; heavy drinking. He would come to the room very late at night and would throw up or urinate in the sink multiple times. Weed’s eyes and tears began to roll again.“Alice, I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened.”“Gently, child. Never mind. You work a powerful magic, but should really not work alone.”“What happened to my wand and my Athamé? They didn’t burn up, did they?” Rebecca was near panic to think of her new tools being destroyed.“The Athamé is in your handbag, Becca. So watch where you open it. The wand is beside you.”Rebecca reached for her staff with her uninjured hand. She gasped as it came into sight. The. ?Spouting such unladylike language my naughty missy, it’s time to step up the ante and get serious with these proceedings.? She pulled up the back of Cordelia’s tight black dress onto her back revealing her bright red butt cheeks glowing from under her skin tight white with brown print bikini panty-clad ass. Next to Cordelia’s utter shock as a mother would do, she yanked down the nineteen year old teenager’s bikini panties of her bright red ass. Cordelia sobbed feeling sorry for herself and. She reached out and grabbed a lock of my hair. You should dye your hair. Youd look stunning as a blonde. Because, honey, this brown is a little drab. I guess, I said, feeling a little defensive. And you want to have fun, right? Leah asked with a deliciously wicked smile. I did. That was the point of the honeymoon. To have fun. Sure, it was supposed to be with my new husband, but I was looking forward to having lots of fun. I was hoping a trip to New York City would help get me out of my shy.