“Magic is directed by focus of intent. Did you intend to share your memories with them?”I shook my head. “I wouldn’t do that to anyone.”“T...en why do you think you did?” he asked.I shrugged. “It’s been the same thing since the Finale of my Initiation. Whomever I’m binding with floats off the ground, orbits around me a few times, and then stops with an amber light over her chest that fills my vision. I relive their memories and wake up as if I had passed out.” What I didn’t tell him was that each. Sheesh didnt you sleep last night? I asked out loud. Mo. She mumbled sleepily, her face was pushed into frilly pillow which muffled her voice. I shook my head, Why. Nervous. She replied turning her head to look up at me with hooded eyes. Silly girl. I said quietly, reaching down and gingerly tucking away a stray lock of her hair out of her face. She smiled meekly. Im going out to get some air for a second ok. Give me a kiss. She grinned and sat up to give me a quick kiss on the lips. Ill. " OK, I'll be waiting." He replied."Want me to bring a pizza?" I asked. "I'll get a large one with anchovies." Garth and I both hated anchovies, and during our younger days, any reference to anchovies had evolved to be a little code between us. Mostly we'd used it as a signal on double dates back during high school days when Garth could drive and I couldn't. He was a cool older cousin, and he'd chauffer me around, but if he made a reference to anchovies it was my signal to disappear because. To my delight, this time Carlo seemed to know what was happening and he just stood there obediently as my fingers caressed his steadily growing penis until about 4 gorgeous inches were protruding from the end of his sheath which was all I needed to get my hand around in order to start to masturbate him. Wishing to take as much pleasure as I could whilst lying there in relative safety from being caught in the act I started to wank Carlo slowly and smoothly which, judging from his motionless.