Breathtaking. My heart started to race as I clicked on it. A quick study of her profile page confirmed my suspicions. She was a knockout. Part of me w...s reticent, because I was afraid the images I now saw had nothing to do with the woman who had created the profile. But if by some bizarre stroke of luck, the woman behind the profile was the same as the one in the pictures, I would be passing up the opportunity of a lifetime. I took a chance and answered her message. We emailed each other a few. Then she moved past me and said; “Let’s get going George, this asshole is going to learn the consequences of cheating.”They started down the walk.“Stop” I shouted, and they did; and then turned back to me. The neighbors came out on their porch. “Sally, I will leave your clothes in the garage. I warned you that if you left you wouldn’t be able to come back. You made your decision. Just remember, I showed you that the pictures were fakes, but you chose to ignore me. When you find out the truth do. "Clive gives a good leg massage" Rodger said, "why don't you let him do yours". "Umm yeah i guess so i said.So clive went on his knees and started at my ankles rubbing very firmly but gently before working his way up my legs to my thighs, Rodger was watching the whole time, then i noticed Rodger had a hard on and to be honest mine was growing too as Clive stroked away, i closed my eyes, it felt so nice, it was giving me butteflies as he carressed all over. Then he stopped and sat back beside me. I would hear stories of battles andinvaders from a far away lands. The battles were getting more fierce.Rumors from the workers at the mansion. Over time I learned how to sensewhere and when the maids were at. Even the ones that had that partialspell over me. This was a useful trick. It must be some elfish sixthsense. It was harder to sense my father. I figured that my father wasgone, off on some battle or tormenting other cursed people like me. Istill felt like a prisoner. But there were days.