I felt it, as surely as I felt myself breathe. I inhaled, and spat a bolt of pure Chaos at those in front of me. As surprised as the enemy was, I was ...ven more surprised!I did it again and again. I found if I concentrated, I could use it as a scythe, and it cut through anything. I mean ANYTHING! I roared, and waded into the thickest parts of battle that I saw, the energy of Chaos sustaining me.I transformed back into my human self, and started casting spells left and right, killing the enemy by. "Okay, Cooks," Kinny said in Anabelle's voice. "You have to get yourstitches out. And there's only one place to do that." No. I can go to any other doctor." Do you have money for that?"Cookie looked down. She wouldn't look at the camera."What's the problem, Cookie?" Sex. I've never had sex before." Yes, you have." Not that I remember." Cookie looked into the camera."That's the problem?" Yes. What if there's another hypnotic suggestion?"Kinny scratched under his nipple. Cookie did the same.He. In what I guess you could call a small act of defiance, I decided not to wear anything else under it, not even a thong. The shirt tails hung down just almost to my knees so as long as I didn't get too carried away there should not be any danger of flashing my grandparents but it felt incredibly erotic anyway when I stepped out into the hallway to see my grandparents and parents there.My mom looked at me and I think she could tell from the twinkle in my eye what I was wearing (or rather, NOT. 'There's more of me to love. Take off my skirt.' I was slow—my eyes were still worshipping her breasts. 'I'm not a stripper, you know.'I clambered to my knees and knelt at her feet. 'Sorry.''We have all night, but that's no excuse for dawdling.'I caressed the back of her thighs through the suede. 'That's nice—go lower—good—now back up—no, fool—under my skirt—slowly.' I obeyed, and my fingers slid up to her butt. 'No! My inner thighs! Try again.' I did, and she purred and gripped my hair. 'Take.