Yes, before you ask, I did get lost, twice actually, but Maureen was always able to transfer us back to where we had started. She has had a lot more p...actice transferring than I have or probably ever will have. After a few evenings of practice, I was getting much better.Late on Monday afternoon, Mr. Paramus had a very private meeting with the Agent in Charge of the Boston office and with the Deputy Director of the FBI in charge of the Paranormal Division, a Mr. Stone, by phone.“It didn’t work!”. When he'd finished he screwed it back on the bottle and turned it upside down and some how managed to create a shower.I slipped off my dress and hung it over the bike and stood their waiting for Roger to give me the shower I needed.Roger hesitated momentarily and said, "I can't do this for you without getting wet myself." You had better take your clothes off too, then."So Roger took off his t-shirt and shorts. I don't know why, but I was surprised to see his hard on pointing at me. Surprised,. . for a time. Do yourself and me a favor. Train your strength, and practice with a guard. Most guards will be able to give you a good workout," Ellers said, then with a nod he was out the gate, cantering down the long hill to the Frontek Road.Roland sighed. He'd had every intention of practicing his sword work more; but when duke Taft and his lady arrived, his schedule had been thrown off. The duke had personally started training Roland in magic for the short time he had visited the castle.. And then he… he like… he was just so sweet and caring… and soft… and-‘ Oh my fucking God. Oliver’s eyes widened noticeably, but she was in her own little world as she spoke, so she didn’t notice. His heart began to beat at about a thousand beats per second. He felt suddenly hot and kind of sick to his stomach. April… April wouldn’t do that. She’s the funny little tomboy that would make fun of him for crying. She… she wouldn’t possibly think of being unfaithful to her fiancée? No. No that-that….