Fact eight, somebody had to be dying.Mom brought out a huge platter loaded with a giant omelette, hash browns, and both link sausage and bacon. I had ...o be dying.But I hadn't been to the doctor. No, I went a month ago, just before football ended. I'd hurt my ankle and he took an x-ray. But an x-ray wouldn't show a tumor or anything like that. Would it? And people don't get tumors in their ankles. I was pretty sure they didn't.But if I wasn't dying, it had to be somebody close. Mom, or Dad, or. .as if by miracle....he jumped back. 'I'm sorrymiss,' he said as his gaze continued. 'I'm sorry."Miss? Her head was addled by her illness. I should call someone."He threw the covers back on me and continued his search. I was nakedand he had apologized for seeing me and called me 'miss.' I wondered howthat could possibly be. After the man left the wagon I lifted the coversfrom my body, gasping when I saw what the spell had done. The sorceresshad been right, I had become 'invisible' as a man--for. He was tall and fat, so a little hard for me to get him to the bed but I did. After putting him in the bed, I sat next to him. I looked at the clock and the time was 11.30 p.m. I took a quick shower and then just put on my panties. I came to the night stand of my room and opened the drawer. There were condoms and lubes in there. I grabbed a condom and went out of the room. I walked to the door next to my room and pushed the door, it was opened. I entered in the room, it was not really dark in. “Just relax.”“I...I...”“I know. Seamus made you wet. It's natural.” My eyes narrowed. Aoifa's hand was on the virgin's thigh, stroking up and down. “Stop that, Aoifa, or I'll have the spirits bind you, too.”“You are no fun, sweet sister,” Aoifa panted and let go of the girl.“Was she...?” Viora's cheeks crimsoned. “I already had the dryad eat my pussy. I don't need another woman.”“It's okay,” I promised her. “We'll get you home safe and sound.”“You're not going to try and...” Viora blush.