" "It is. Now, enchant the spell." "Chant?" "Reading it will do." Putting the parchment up to his face, he read, "-----------------------------------...-----------------------------" There was thunder like judgement, and flashes of lightning, where the genie-costumed Toni became a color negative, positive, negative, and back to positive, eight times. "Wow! Special effects, too" Roger said in wonder. But his face fell. "Tony. You're back to being you." Standing beside him was Major Anthony Nelson. Felt it, a storm-head on the horizon, looming and ready to strike. He didn’t deal well with stuff like that, and had taken to drinking far too often. Some people are angry drunks, others simply hilarious when they’d had a few too many. Greg was a weepy drinker, knew it, and hated himself for it. Feeling it come on again at the end of a long and lonely holiday, he’d finally said enough was enough, ceded victory to the girly-man. Hadn’t quite worked out that way for either of them, but he’d. " What's that Jan?" Lizzie seems to need some help with uh ... you know ... her face and her neck?" Yeah, so?" Well, how about if you share the clean-up with me?"Nate paused and looked somewhat skeptically at his wife."Are you serious, Jan?" I'm totally serious. You've eaten your cum out of my pussy many times. But I don't think I've ever seen you lick it off another girl. It would make up for you not being able to hold off." And you'll share with me?" Absolutely," Janice replied."Well then,. After a while, the door opened and she came out of the bathroom. Michael followed her with his feverish eyes and shuddered with relief when he saw she was coming towards the bed. Even without speech, he tried to communicate his love and gratitude. He wanted to apologize for his earlier cowardly and selfish behavior but his lips were already numb, as were his fingers and toes. He wanted to tell his beautiful wife that he accepted it all now. That he would die as she wanted him to. That she was.