I checked my phone. 11:56, six hours to go, and I hadn’t even needed to Do The Thing to persuade Rita. Someone who hadn’t lived my life might thin... everything was going to be this easy.Heh. Sucker!Since it was now between twelve and two in the afternoon, Nothing, as they say, was happening in San Finzione. The country still honors the old European tradition of “Go meet up with whoever you fuck, get laid, grab something quick, and come back to finish the day.” It’s sometimes nice to take a. More about all that later, now back to our hunt. Like I said, Rose was in full Catholic schoolgirl mode. I was a lot less friendly looking. It wasn't the khaki cargo pants or combat boots. The black tee shirt and khaki photog vest even seemed fairly normal. But the bandoleer of potions hanging around my neck either said Dungeons and Dragons Geek or dangerous person. Which one was according to how knowledgeable you were. And the 1917 naval cutlass hanging down my back said unfriendly to anyone.. His eyes were blue like mine and were two or three inches taller with muscular biceps and body. He grabbed hold of my hands in his as we looked lovingly into each other’s eyes. “I love you, Laney, I don’t care if we’re half brother and sister all I know is that I love you and we belong together. We’ll get married and have children and live in a huge house where people don’t need to know who we really are,” he said. Oh, how I wish that could be possible. Charles and I threw our arms around. "Pulling away, she wriggles her knickers up and skirt down then scampers off the sofa. She returns from the bathroom with a wad of toilet paper and throws it in my direction. I clean up as many gobs of sticky come as I can, my dick withering to its resting state, the low thump of my headache beginning to surface again.Saffie regards me. "You going to be okay now?"I nod emphatically. "Thank you."She waves it off. "No more stupid stunts like earlier?"I take a deep breath. "No." Think you can.