He could feel the currents of Fel energy flowing just below the surface of his reality. They washed over him like warm ocean waves. The currents respo...ded to him, and by concentrating, he could pull bits of them through into his reality. Grinning, the new warlock stood up and faced his mentor. "You have embarked down a dark and dangerous path," said the wearied Blood Elf, his ancient grey hair looped around his ears and waved as he spoke. "Tread carefully, for greater men than you have fallen. I had a huge desire for her. She is a typical Indian skinned lady not dark and not bright just a perfect seducing wheat colored body. She is not fat and fleshy enough to seduce any guy with her chubby curves. I always use to stare at her sexy hips through the saree openings whenever I had the chance. In holidays, the whole family used to sleep in a big hall and I would find my place next to her. On that night I thought I could enjoy something of her. She was in deep sleep, slowly and gently I. Had she been in the wrong? Why was everyone so upset with her? Well, Erica she understood, but fuck her. Becca was surely overreacting. And Derrick? Last she’d checked, she wasn’t his girlfriend. He’d had no right to get all pissy. And finally, Tyler. God, the nerve on that boy. Why was he suddenly complaining? She sure hadn’t heard a peep of objection a few days earlier when he’d been laid out on the futon with her and Rebecca writhing and groaning in ecstasy. Rachel raised her head up from. ‘Well what?’ She replied with such a casual shrug that my bl**d began to boil up inside me. She was sitting there, in the knee length navy skirt and white blouse that made up her uniform, acting towards me with complete indifference like nothing had happened between us. ‘What are you doing this evening after work?’ I asked. ‘Oh I’m going out with this boy I’ve been seeing for a little while.’ she said not even looking up at me. The fucking bitch, look at her sitting there like butter wouldn’t.