My small breasts trembled as I walked over to him, now wide eyed at the sight of me. He half laughed and said, "You're so beautiful."I blushed a littl..., "Maybe."I told him to sit on the bed and I sat next to him. Then I gently pushed him back and rolling over on to my tummy lay beside him. My hand fluttered to his T-shirt and began to massage his chest through it. I simply told him if I did anything he didn't like or want to tell me to stop. He in turn was to do nothing except lay there.My hand. Or whatever script the scroll’s creator used.”“A good point,” Borna conceded. “So, all we need is some message spell scroll. Or a Teleport.”“The other reason why you don’t see bandits carrying cases full of scrolls with them,” Astra’il said, “is their cost. The special ink and imbued parchment needed to hold magical energy aren’t cheap.”“That might be a problem then,” Rhys said, again slapping his flaccid coin pouch. “And I don’t want to ask for your gold, Astra’il. You already did so much for. I wasn't going to make fun of the president or congress. Let Leno and Letterman do that. My job was to keep things positive, even when I didn't feel positive."Papa talk," my son said as he crawled up into my lap. I got up early, intending to bake bread like usual, but I just didn't feel motivated. I went out to the big chair and just sank down, weary to the bone. It was Friday the thirteenth, the day before Valentine's Day."What shall we talk about, son?" I asked. Matthew and C-Rae had been. "First we get a celebration lunch. Then we can go sign the papers for the business loan at the bank before we visit Grandpa Vince at the nursing home." I can go out to lunch with you, but then I've got to get back to work," Jacinta said, glancing at her watch. "Dow Chemical has a new inventory program coming on line tonight and as chemist supervisor, I've got to hold everyone's hand until the software goes live. I'll be late tonight." You're as intelligent as you are beautiful," Danny said..