“By the Enforcement Office?” Sofya asked almost triumphantly.“No, Healing Magic,” Simon replied deflating her.“When will we be told of this ...peration?” Sofya asked.“When I’m good and ready,” Rowenna stated.“Yet Enforcement knows?” Sofya responded.“They provide security for all Council operations,” Rowenna replied. “They are not however an answering service.”“Indeed they are not,” Simon stated. “Mage Morgana answers to me on any ongoing security concerns, not this Council, save when it is in the. I put the shirt on…it didn’t cover much. My tits hung out the sides, and it barely covered my pussy. As I walked I had to hold the hem down, which made my tits bulge out the sides even more. We walked into a nail salon first. We walked up to the counter, and the counter girl asked my name. I stood there silent.“Tell her your name, you dumb bitch.”“Cunt.”The counter girl looked at me as if I was crazy.“What did you say?”“My name is cunt, it’s my name, as in dumb fucking cunt.”She just shook her. Senses slowly returned, he slid from her, kneeling and surveying her used body, flushed face, eyes barely open, gasping for air, desperately trying to regain both senses and dignity. He glanced around the neat and tidy room, the earth had for him moved, but nothing had changed, the clock still ticked, the pictures still looked on impassively, and his host sat watching him defiling his wife, from the sofa, his now flaccid penis in hand peeping through the wide-open fly, a dark stain on his. She was getting better about it, but she had always been a very wet-eyed woman. She did have some tears, but wasn’t bawling. My rage didn’t last too long, so I figured we better wrap this up. ‘If you set something up, I will try it out, OK?’ She looked up with a little hope. ‘OK, honey.’ She grabbed her purse, turned to me as she was walking out the door and said, ‘I love you, bye.’ I heard her get in her car and drive off, as the k**s came back in the house. ‘So dad, when is mom going to be.