But the other thing you need to understand is that Mom was a living wet dream. A former Guess model and Miller Lite girl, she was tall, curvy and gor...eous. At thirty-eight, she had somehow managed to remain ageless and maintained her killer body. She’s five-foot-nine with never-ending legs, generous breasts and full hips that scoop dramatically into her slim waist. People who say Barbie’s proportions are unrealistic obviously never met my stepmother. Her face is pretty too, with long. " Yes, John," said Morgana. "Don't worry I have something in mind."After a short while the meeting carried on and I was called upon to go over several points raised as the various Mages wanted to know how I'd reached my conclusions. I got a particularly hard time from Mage Cadmus as he sought to undermine my conclusions, though he ended up rather frustrated as I demonstrated that I knew far more about how Diplomatic Section worked through my time there with Mage Robert, his second-in-command,. My knees instantly buckled and I felt dizzy and weak. My skin tingling like a bolt of lighting had just hit me. A spark of energy flowing through my skin. The hair on the back of my neck raised.I giggled like a school girl as I made my way through the room to his couch. he politely asked me to be patient as he had just got out of the shower and needed to finish up.I waited impatiently as I scoped the room, looking at his big posters of African a****ls. His furnishings were modern and quite. I ignored my mom's call, sat down, and picked up my book.* * * * *The next day was Sunday, and as such, it meant that it would be a lot of sitting around. Boredom leads, in my experience, to short tempers. Mom and Dad were out looking at rugs. Honest to God, rugs. Every Sunday. Four hours minimum - rugs. Never bought one, but they were bound and determined to find one that would fit the living room no one was allowed to sit in.Beth was in her room. Some incredibly bad band was screeching out of.