The whole time we were talking I couldn't stop thinking about him in that small room jacking his cock to those magazines and whatever else he had in t...at trunk. My cock started to harden again so decided to head home. On the way home I passed an adult bookstore which I had never gone into and just had to stop to check it out. My cock was still hard thinking about my Dad's small room. I went into the bookstore not knowing what to expect. When I got in I looked around and found racks full of. There was a young woman about my age there, kneeling in the center of a circle similar to Granny’s, except that it was made from black powder. Instead of a candlestick she had a mat with strange figures drawn on it, and was casting stones of different shapes and colors, muttering some sort of chant that sounded nothing like Granny’s.She didn’t immediately notice my approach until a twig snapped under my foot, and she spun around.“Who are you? What are you doing here?” she said in a decidedly. "Keep your head.", she tried to warn herself, but she was not ready for this.The cross clicked into it's full, upright position. She watched as he engaged several locks with the base. He stepped back looking up at her and said, "Time begins now bitch. Four hours." Tears began to fall as she pressed on the block with her feet, watching him walk out of the light. Moments later, she heard a click and all was black. Night had fallen, and Seyla's mind fell with it.Everything she cared for and all. I'd managed to avoid Bella most of the weekend. Friday night she'dstayed out late again and didn't roll into bed until well after 5:00am. She slept most of the day so that I hardly saw her. I managed toshave while she was at work Friday night. The most difficult part wasfinding a place to dispose of my pubic hair where Bella wouldn't seeit. It felt strange to be hairless. I felt rubbery until I covered mybody with powder, and my little penis felt overly sensitive to anytouches. It was difficult.