I smiled.Greagoir, Wynne, and Irving finally appeared, and Wynne's face was like a thunderhead; behind them, shuffling along, was a tall, extremely em...ciated, grey-skinned mage with greasy blond hair in a loose ponytail. He looked like he hadn't eaten in months, or bathed for that matter; as he got closer, I saw that the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he was squinting owlishly as he walked. His shuffling gait looked unbalanced and uncomfortable, and I guessed that he was weak from. " She then told me, "You know what he did next? He took my hand and slid it down his pants. My hand went right onto his cock and I slid my fingers around it. It felt so smooth, and hard and it was big. He started working me then, and told me he wanted me to cum. He wanted me to imagine him fucking me and he worked me more and more, telling me how wet and open I was and how great it was to have my hand around his cock, and how much better it would be when he slid his cock inside me. And guess. These weren’t anything but a normal night out; it could be any night from Sunday to Tuesday depending on his schedule. He started to call them ‘dinner and a fucking’. There was one place he liked a lot so we frequented it a lot. I started to like it too for a few nice reasons. It had been around a while and was well known however, it was past its prime. Still, it was clean and, not only had good food but the staff was very nice. Most of the waitresses were in the 40 to 50’s age group, nice. "Yes, Your Grace. What may I do for you?" I am curious about how to go about creating new spells. I know what I want to do, but all I have are spells that have already been made. I just memorize spells. How do I make a spell from scratch?" I asked him intently."This is something that can be dangerous. If you would tell me exactly what you wanted, perhaps I could help?" he asked me in a worried tone of voice.So, it was dangerous. Well, I could live with that, especially if I could come up with.