Things that she remembered feeling herself in a previous existence, things that she could hardly bear to look at for long at a time. Things that drew...her like iron filings to a magnet."No!" shaking her head, she whispered. "That witch was wrong. I have my own problems. I don?t need to take on any more. Isn?t there enough on my own plate for anyone to handle without adding more? I?m not some supernatural guardian. I?m not!"Cuevas was gone; during her hesitation, he had slipped out of her. His face was shocked, and a little confused, not sure about what to say to me. But I said nothing, I just stared at him. A look of contempt washed over him. No matter that it was wrong, he looked unashamed, he didn’t care what I’d seen him do, and he walked past me, down the hall and out the front door. I turned back to my grandmother. “Oh thank God Kevin! Did you see what he did to me?! I don’t know what happened, I couldn’t stop him, we need to call the cops, you have to tell them that you. "Kat wanted to know if you like her tits." "That was NOT the question you ass," Kat cried out, and both Jeannie and Tracie rolled over in hysterics. After waiting a few seconds, I was about ready to walk away when Tracie straightened up. "OK, seriously, answer this, and it's just between us." She looked at Jeannie and Kat, then back at me. "If you could do anything you wanted to do right now, and I mean sex, with anyone, anywhere, no consequences and no questions asked, what would you do?". During that one minute fight no one had time to make a move, but they suddenly came to life. I drew the .38 and considered who I would shoot first."Now guys, I suggest we buy these two a drink before the shooting starts." the owner said. It took a full minute but everything did calm down."No harm done," The Brit said.One of the bikers walk up to the bar. The Brit turned to him. "I got a fully restored Norton WWII motor bike. I'll bet you would love to see that." Is it for sale," The Brit.