You're asking me to alter reality. That's a biggie! I need a new engine for my Mustang. You think you can swing that? It's $2,500 installed. You think...you can do that?" For Ron? Sure. You'll get your money when I'm sure the spell is cast." You know what happens if you don't pay. The spell goes on YOU." So I've heard. Don't worry Olga. No need for threats. You'll get your money, I promise."Ken and Olga parted. What Ken had asked Olga to do was no less severe than the mob putting a hit out on. Being honest with myself, I lusted after Charlotte Pierce more than any other woman I had ever known. That included the two young women who had slipped away on me when I thought I was seriously in love with them. I was now re-evaluating that belief.We finished our meal without further discussion and left for the hour-plus drive north to Courtenay. There was very little talk along the way. I thought Charlotte might drop off to sleep once more, but each time I looked over at her, she was still. There's always tomorrow."Mike soon fell asleep, but Jen was wide awake. This had happened a lot recently. Don't I turn him on anymore? But that couldn't be it, she assured herself. She knew she was desirable. Very fuckable, as David often said.The thought of David brought to mind her own needs. She was so horny. The one-night stand with Chad had been a few weeks ago. Except for that slip, she had been faithful since their engagement. But her longings weren't going away. If anything, they were. I was confident that, after giving out a few free samples, they could price each barrel at ten Shells or more and any town or tavern on the Island would buy as many barrels as they could afford. Certainly, the people running Small Cove and Bridgetown would want to buy some. That was a hundred and sixty Pinches, a huge amount, but at eight pints per gallon and a hundred gallons per barrel anyone planning to resell it could charge a Pinch for two pints and get back four hundred.Since many of our.