‘Uh hum. Two pieces. First, Big Eddie’s bragging about how he sold a sex tape for release on the Internet. Said he’d destroy you and your star s...nger,’ she lied. But it was a small lie, it didn’t harm anyone did it? The African American paused. ‘How did he get the tape,’ his suspicious voice asked his informant. Carly grinned to herself. The second piece of news would take his mind off the where’s and how’s. It fitted so well, it was like a gift from the Gods. ‘Listen, baby, it gets worse. He’s. Magnolia’s workshop was located right in the heart of town, right behind the local tavern, and across from the town square. It was a small space, just big enough to fit a workbench and a bookshelf. She had two stools by the bench for any customers as well. At the back was ladder leading to an upstairs loft where she lived. There was a bed, and a small kitchen area, and an even smaller bathroom. It wasn’t anything fancy, for sure, but she loved it all the same. And as a young witch who was only. He was still like that when he reached it, the becomer of death. He was amazed how giant it seemed up close, scraping the floors of the clouds funneled between the ridges, even though he passed it every day into town. He glanced toward the distant edges where concrete cuts into stone and remembered for a second a story he was told, a german boy who spotted a leak in the dam above town and plugged it with his finger. Apparently he stood there for hours, resolute on saving the town, even plugging. . Yeah!" Dwayne reached behind the seat for his gym bag and extracted a towel. "Kinda smelly..." he mumbled as he unwadded it and spread it below Louise, who was holding herself up by pressing her ass into the seat back and pushing against the dashboard."It's gonna get even smellier!" Louise giggled as she settled her bare ass on it. "Now, where were we?" She reached up and tugged a bemused Dwayne back into contact with her breast."I thought you wanted me to stop?" Dwayne murmured."Only until I.