.. how are you doing that?"I pulled the tiny amount of mana back into myself as he paid attention, and then did it again. Surrounded as it was, the cr...ature didn't even try to take advantage of the trickle of mana, but just sort of slumped its shoulders and stood still."Can you feel it? Can you try?" I released a tiny amount of mana, and watched as Alistair was able to get a handle on it. Slowly I transferred more and more of the power, until we each held half.Alistair's eyes were wide, his. His mother’s car sat in the middle of the double garage covered in dust sheets so he closed the doors behind him to stop any wind displacing them.He started cycling up the hill. At the top the road wound round a bend and started to descend back to the valley. Halfway down the slope he came to the entrance of the Manor. Two large granite columns surmounted with a unicorn on each supported the huge wrought iron gates which were open. Robert cycled through and Gatehouse Cottage was on the left of. I went to the bar with them. After a bit it dawned on me that they thought I was a prostitute. They also thought I was about 22 to 25, I didn't bother to correct them, on either count. I was showing a bit more leg as we talked, even giving glimpses of my see through panties, and my C cup cleavage. One of them was running his finger in my cleavage the other touching my pussy through my panties. Finally they asked . . . how much to go to the older ones suite and make myself available for the both. Shehas been ditching school a lot more and doing drugs in her backyard. she kinda graduated from "softer"drugs such as pot to more dangerous drugs such as heroine and cocaine. although she is still the girli remember, it doesn't look like this path will lead her to any good.as much as i spend the day fantasizing about fucking her and blowing my load across her creamy white tits, i figured it's a long shot at most...although her change in lifestyle gave me an idea and i was alsoat the right.