But now after she's suffered so much and caused so much suffering to so many I'm not sure. Maybe the world would be a better place with no Dr Elizabe...h Bexley." Every time in history needs its boogy man," Dr Gates replied. "I guess. Would you mind if I had some time to myself?" Matthew asked."No not at all. I've some more tissue samples to run anyway. See ya" Dr Gates said, and promptly left the room.Matthew looked at Elizabeth's lifeless body. Inside her, a battle was going on, no less. All I could think of was the leggy,pneumatic figure I'd crafted for her with the magic. I wanted to touchher, for her to make love to me.But something nagged in the back of my mind. What was that warning aboutthe spellbook? I shook my head, which was still buzzy from the day'ssexual experience. No spellbook had arrived and I had an urgent, almostphysical need of the magic. Meghan would be completely ignorant of anywish I made right now. The enchantment would rewrite reality so that ithad always. She was pretty vague about the reasons, but didn't trash me in the process. Both of them were surprised and had a hard time understanding what it would mean to our family. I got the feeling that if they were going to pick sides, they might choose mine, although I always felt Phil was closest to his mother.Talking to my parents was difficult. I tried to be honest with them and assure them that no one cheated, we just grew apart and Carla had decided to end it. I didn't talk to Carla's parents.. I felt hishardness sliding along my perineum until the head touched my scrotum,which was already tight, and then I lowered my leg, firmly clasping hisprick between my thighs. "Let me get hold of you," he said as I felt his arm come over mybody and his warm fingers wrap around my penis. Now he began thrustingslowly as he worked my foreskin back and forth along my engorged glans.As my foreskin and its many nerve endings stretched as it rode over myhelmet, delicious sensations filled my body.