If it worked as intended, it would encourage my subconscious to help carry out and maintain the spell. The idea was to create a symbol--a more concret... manifestation of the metaphor that controlled the spell--to go along with my inner visualization. Visualization primarily used imagined sights--hence the name--but it was best to involve all senses as much as possible.First, I needed a symbol to represent myself. Ursus long ago had created his own identity sigil, and he sketched it out. Now, we. We all got on, but no seats many were standing already, w and mil tried to get to the back but only w made it.I also managed and sat half way, there was a seat, I’m sure it wasn’t free a moment ago my w was not so luck she had two stand near the back. I looked back people were taking into each other’s ears and looking at w breasts, while running her boobs had almost popped out and her pullu was to the sideWow, my cock stirred. I had sat next to guy who had also looked back with me but then. He looked at Annie's beer cup and then his own.Both were nearly empty. "Hey, I think we need refills," he said. "May I?" he asked as he tookAnnie's cup from her hand. "You most certainly may!" she said, with a shy smile. "You're such agentleman." Adam chuckled to himself as he walked to the kitchen where the beer kegwas set up. A gentleman, huh? If Annie could have only seen inside hismind all the disgusting things he wanted to do to her, she wouldn't becalling him a gentleman! He. " Bobbie Sue heard a distinctive siren. She spun and spotted a police car pullup to the side of the road. She watched as two figures got out of the car andstarted walking towards her. Bobbie Sue couldn't believe her eyes -- they wereboth women. But what really got her was their attire. "Gosh, even the police dressed in next-to-nothing out here." She scanned them over as they approached. The two policewomen had on matchingoutfits consisting of black leather vests, with their police badges.