." she blushed. "I'm not sure if it is a general preference, or just him. As I told you, he is exceptionally handsome. It is very apparent that he tak...s good care of himself. He has a neat hairstyle, stylish clothes... and quite an athletic body as well!"Her eyes were losing focus while describing him. Her visible attraction to Nathan became a droplet in my stomach, a blend of wonder and envy. It was hot and heavy. I actively suppressed it and listened to her quietly. She continued, "Anyway, we. He offers mea drink, "Cocksucker." I say softly without hesitation. He shoots mea look, and I pretend that I think he doesn't know the drink. "It isButtershot with Irish Creme poured..." I get out before he interuptsme."i know what it is," he informs me, "It is just an odd drink orderfrom a straight man." It taste good," I retort without apology.He makes the drink while pretend to look about his place. He sets thetall fat shot glass on the bar, the Irish creme globs down to looklike cum in an. .. become them?" Gordon shook his head, unable tobelieve what the paper said. "There's no way that this can be real."Despite Gordon's skepticism, he read over the rest of the papercontaining the spell. After doing so, he looked towards his phone restingon his computer desk. Slowly, he approached it and picked it up, typingit Scott's number and hitting the call button. After a few rings, therewas an answser. "Hello?"Gordon just stood for a moment, looking at the paper before he musteredan. Grab them, get them out of here, get my money and maybe disappear to one of the newer colonies somewhere on the other side of the planet. It sounded good at the time.It didn't sound so good right then, but I was committed. You know what they say about commitment: the chicken is involved with breakfast, the pig is committed. I was that pig and I was hoping like hell I could keep my bacon out of the fire.Praying I hadn't screwed the pooch for the final time, I encoded the messages and sent them.