My scalp is starting to itch too. I want to take a shower, wash my hair and get some rest. I?d like to set my hair too, but I?m so tired. I may jus... skip it.??Mom, maybe I could help you. I think I could roll your hair for you, if you want.??Robbie, what a nice offer. OK. While I shower, you change out of that party dress into something more comfortable, and then you can roll me up. Be sure to put that necklace away carefully. It was so sweet of Betty to give it to you. I hope you. Fools. Most Sages, so called, were of weakintelligence. More susceptible to the black arts than the good. Myfather was one of the exceptions. He was a great man and by far themost intelligent human of the times. But, even his powers and the fewothers like him were no match for the combined magic of all the othersages. In the end a war of magic was fought and magic almost vanished.It was Merlin who hid away the secrets until, on his deathbed; hepassed the secrets on to me. I guarded them well. The road was nowhere near straight as it made its way through the first woodland section. We walked side by side but ever so often, I would lag back to watch my wife. At five nine, she was on the tall side. Being slender made her seem even taller. She wore a light jacket over a halter-top and short white shorts. Her long tanned legs looked beautiful. Once out of sight of the main house and barns, Kitty paused and looked around. With a grin, she slipped off the jacket and handed it to me. A grin. Involuntarily she clenched her buttocks he thought she would cut his poor tool from his body, the hot piss ran down his legs hot and salty her body unable to keep itself from urinating, it was the final straw on the camel`s back, the icing on his cake as with a moan of deep deep joy his balls unloaded themselves deep and hot into his bound and crying mother. They lay quietly together still joined for that magic second or two, knowing it was over, then he recovered his senses, eased himself from.