I looked around, wondering when we were going to arrive. I was about to open my mouth and ask, but just as I did I noticed that mom was asleep on the ...eat next to me.I considered waking her up anyway, I was bored and there was nothing to do in the car. But the further the car drove, the bumpier the road became.I was annoyed at first. “These south European countries need to get their shit together and start taking care of their infrastructure.”But out of the corner of my eye I noticed that. ”“I did, just not the mistake I thought.” I believed Saoria was my friend. I took a deep breath. “I'm a Warlock. That's who I am.”Saying those words filled me with a kind of peace. It wasn't a great peace, giving up my lifelong dream, but it was gone, evaporated. Angela would never be High Queen, she would never reinstate me. My life was different. I was a Warlock, free of the Magery Council's rules.“I can do as I please, Thrak. It's...freeing.”“And what is that?” he. I am standing in the hall waiting on her. I am wearing my UFC Fight Club Tee Shirt. a k** walks up to me and asks if I am fighter. I tell him no, just a fan. The k** is looking for autographs. I see ‘Big Country’ Roy Nelson coming out of the men’s restroom. I tell him the k** is looking for autographs and Big Country poses for a picture and signs the k**s UFC belt. A few minutes later ‘Rampage’ Jackson walks by and I get him to pose with the k**. I am standing out there waiting for her come out. While still, he struggling with his clothes, we tumbled onto the bed. As he positioned himself on top of me, I hugged him and I rubbed my hand on his back and stared deep into his eyes. I could feel how much he wanted me.We began to kiss, gently at first, but then it became hot and passionate. We were deeply french kissing and I was rubbing my hands over his areas I had never tried or had the opportunity to touch before. I felt like I was going to explode inside! It was heavenly!He finally got.