"I know how to cure that", he said."How?" she blubbered."Come here", he said as he bent her over the table. "Stay", he said as though talking to a dog...if he had one. "I will be back in a minute with a cure for your sore bottom". With his cock heavily lubricated he levelled the throbbing head at the crack between the cheeks and said just before he thrust. "Your cure my love is another fuck up your lovely bum". Her response wasn't as violent as the first bum fuck nor was her howl so loud, but the. ..Magic, like dueling, was nothing but a series of rules and rituals. Even science could seem like magic if you are unaware of the possibilities. I could believe in science. I could follow rules and rituals. I nodded. "What must be done?" We must take Dragon to the Shadow Realm and allow his aspect to take host of his mortal body." It sounded like utter crap, but Pharaoh went on before I could disparage the idea. "There is a complication. In order to bring him back, life must be exchanged for. Kitty leans forward and steals a kiss, she pulls back and grins looking for a sign of approval. He gives it and returns the gesture, their lips locked in passionate fire. His hands run up and down her back unconsciously as she lifts his t-shirt, his vest long gone, over his head, gently brushing the spikes. Her nails scrape down his spine resulting in a deep intake of breath from Johnny as his hand trace down Kitty’s back. Kitty pulls away, her eyes still locked deep into Johnny’s. She bites. I told her to come on back through the house. The doors weren’t locked so she walked out back and sat down in the shade, putting the glass on the table. Her eyes followed me as I worked. We talked about our spouses and kids, small talk and my job search. I reached a stopping spot, washed my hands in the hose, came over and sat down at the table next to her. My sweaty arm touched her elbow but she didn’t move it. I drank the lemonade and smiled, thanking her. Then, on an impulse, I reached.