”Stone faced, she ignores my declaration, whereas normally she’ll gush when I tell her. I shrug. Oh well, I thought it would please her.Her pale b...ue and white skirt is spread wide, supported by gauze slips.I lift the skirt no more than a foot before her hands slam the material down.“No, Tony,” she growls.I give her a weak smile with an apology. “Sorry.”Shit! I know better than that. Girls like foreplay. In my eagerness, I’d forgotten everything I’d learnt. I really ought to utilise the benefit. Wicca a Guide for the Solitary Practitioner, By Scott Cunningham - Llewellyn PublicationsAnother way of saying the rules is 'Do what you will, as long as it does no harm to another.'Of course, these are the rules known by Wiccans, this does not include the reasons why you must follow the rules of Power.Basically, the reason can be expressed: Good or harm done with the Power comes back to you seven fold.Now on to the story!(Author's note: Some say three fold. In the Author's experience, it is. We leaned in, and gave eachother a long hug. We leaned back, and smiled. I leaned into her, closing my eyes, and kissed her softly. We waited a moment to take it all in, and kissed again. Kisses turned to a make-out session, with our hands exploring eachother’s bodies. A sharp knock on the camper door grabbed us from our intimate moment. We got up and went outside and back into the house.We went next door to where I had been babysitting so the kids could play in a fort we built earlier out of. ‘Well it’s good to see that you can show up on time my boy. Now this is still your first week so I’ll give you a little rundown about being an editor’s assistant.’ The old man named Eugene said. Benjamin smiled not letting on that he would use this day of work to secretly scour through the mound of papers to find anything he could about a man named Henry Grace, or someone who was known for having healing powers. The old man was a kind old soul he seemed so gentle that even the toughest man.