It's so wicked."Britney giggled in agreement. She had always had a crush on Damien growing up next door to the D'Angelos. He had a rugged, muscular se...iness that made a younger Britney fantasize such wicked thoughts.A two tone, digital bell beeped when they pushed open the door and strode into the convenient store. Coolers full of sodas, bottled water, energy drinks, sports drinks, and beer lined the walls around shelves covered in everything from engine oil to chocolate bars. There was nothing. The brown one, Shanna, came over."Anything you need, Your Highness? Something to drink?" Water?" Catty was so glad the spell was holding. Languages had never been something she had been able to learn, unlike her sister. Like Mother, Catty trusted in magic. Magic, she could control.Something outside caught her eye. Through the windows, she saw a small group of riders entering the fort. They had wings of white and red feathers on their back.Her eyes narrowed. Hussars. Evil Winged Hussars. Devils. 2 Carlotta was back the next day. “Damn,” I said, rubbing the bandage on my forehead where I’d impaled myself on a large splinter the previous day. “Don’t you ever give up, lady?” “I’m desperate,” Carlotta said. “Perhaps you’ve heard of a clitty.” “Clitty,” I said, “That rings a bell.” “Nothing’s been ringing my bell,” Carlotta said sadly. “The technical name is clitoris.” I sat up straight. “I know where your clitoris is,” I said. “Oh that’s wonderful,” Carlotta said, looking jubilant. “It’s. ”“Pentangular,” Amy added. “You’re smart.”“Thanks,” Charlie chuckled. “I’m not sure where I lie on the Kinsey spectrum. Maybe at the middle. Probably towards the homosexual side, though I haven’t actually experienced being with a man, or probably a boy, because being with an older man would definitely place him in the pederast category. And it would definitely freak out my uncles. I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t freak me out, but I can’t help acknowledging some older guy would have to be perverse.