"Oh! And, just so the two of you know, it took meyears of painstaking research to come up with that elusivelittle gem of information. And, for toppers... it isn'tactually spelled out anywhere in all the various arcanetexts I perused. Basically, all I ever found were verycryptic, to be almost incomprehensible, allusions thattended to suggest that a sexual, male to femaletranscendence might be the required right of passage anindividual needed in order to become a first class magicuser. "Now, while. I still enjoyed seeing her panties tucked away in the back of my work van.Saturday afternoon, and I am standing among the gravestones in the churchyard watching Maxine's dad proudly lead his daughter into the church for her wedding to the Pillsbury Doughboy, as the Keycare Lads call him. Maxine glided along the path in her long wedding dress, probably with a beaming smile under her veil as she was 30 minutes from having another man come under her control... the poor bastard.I don't know where. Generally, the first run was about 7am, then 11am, 2pm, 5pm and 8pm. It made for long days, but other than making the runs, the rest of the day was my own.Other than the intense heat, the only other hard aspect of the job was being away from my wife for 10 days straight. Ginger and I had only been married for two years and 10 days apart seemed like an eternity. When my stint was up, I couldn’t drive home fast enough to hold her in my arms and smother her with love. I made friends with a. This ends now! By order of the King's Elites, I am taking control of this constabulary. Now tell your men to stand down!" Martin stopped when he was face to face with Yrgon.It was also at that moment that someone ran forward, sword drawn. Martin drew his and held it point out at the man. Whether the man could not stop in time or the man did not care was never known as the man ran himself onto the waiting blade."That's one. The next man to die will be you Yrgon. If any of your men try anything.