In his mind, he had imagined everything going wrong, at every step, and never being able to reach the prize, at the end of the tunnel, but, now, it wa... almost within reach.Almost as if on cue, Stacey walked into the kitchen moments later, bringing with her a magical scent of perfume and flowers. With a big smile she said "Hi Greg. Good to see you again. How was your day?" Oh, it's been pretty good. It's nice just to relax and not worry about school and stuff. How was yours?" he asked."Awesome.. Think of it as analogous to the necessary preparation for playing your American board game of Monopoly. Before the play starts, you must lay out the board, shuffle the little yellow cardboard pasteboards, apportion the tokens and pretend money... Only then can the serious business begin."Well, then, this is a Summoning. We set up the proper context, then charge one particular corner of the room with enough energy to open a channel, a path. Before lightning strikes, its path already anticipates. " Ronnie, don't do that. You get me started and then drive me crazy."She laughed, "Oh, don't worry about it, I'm not sure what it means yet. I have to look at it some more." She got her pack of cigarettes off the coffee table and shook one out of the pack and lit it with her lighter. She laughed, "Don't look so worried. It's not bad."She lifted up a little and lounged back into the corner of the sofa, her back and head against the arm, and took another drag off her cigarette. She smiled at me.. Her bottom half was completely bare, her low riders having disappeared somewhere.Béla slid back and forth on his cock, pleasantly dry-fucking him as she sucked on his lips. Jake was amazed how affectionate she was tonight. Béla usually liked her sex rough and torturous – way beyond any S&M he’d ever experienced.He let her have her way for several minutes, coating his cock with her juices, getting him more and more aroused. She was being soft and affectionate now, but he knew she would rather be.