The Collegiate Tower should have ripped up my application and sent me back to my family.All I did was kill. Was hurt. “How much longer until it's An...ela lying before me, killed by my magic?” I shouted at the walls. “Or Sophia? Xandra? Minx? Xera? Chaun? How much longer until all the people I care for were dead at my own hands?”I had the power. I could do something about it. “I'm so sorry, Thrak,” I moaned, rocking back and forth. A keening wail burst from my mouth. I shuddered, the emptiness. While it felt wonderful, my legs just could not keep going.I watched as my aunt and uncle kissed, then stripped completely naked. I watched as they moved to a rope hanging from the ceiling, well, it looked like a rope to me. I watched as Aunt Bev opened it up then sat in it. It looked funny; it was sort of a hammock but for sitting on. Then Uncle John took one of the other hanging ropes and lifting Aunt Bev's foot placed her left foot in it. I watched as he did the other foot. Uncle John handed. "I sighed. "Sometimes, you should be careful what you ask for. I was trying to help -- keep her from making a fatal mistake -- but I may have created a monster." Let's wait and see."Overnight, we had one attempted suicide, one attempted murder and two assaults. That probably wasn't bad, for a small town's worth of people -- but they needed to get used to the fact that they weren't going to be getting away with anything stupid. The attempted suicide was in Medical, being treated for her. It was Mistress rubbing her stockinged thigh againsthis. The sensation moved down to his calf and then he felt Mistress's shoenudging his. Mistress was playing footsy with him!One of Mistress gloved hand disappeared under the table and soon Charlescould feel the palm of her hand caressing his stockinged knee. Knowing theeventual destination of Mistress's hand he opened his legs to allow herfree access The hand gradually moved in a circular motion caressing alonghis thigh until Mistress reached.