Everyone except me paused in what they were doing, then went to sleep. The spell had a radius of 200 feet. It traveled in a full 360 degrees from the ...enter of the initiation, me.I concentrated on my restraints and they released me. I stood. I grabbed my cane and connected with the energy it held. I concentrated and released a second major spell. It was a spell of my own creation called EMP. Electro magnetic Pulse. Every electrical component in the complex failed. Every computer in a half mile. It was cryptic, short and confusing. It read:"Elsie Mitell, age 16, student at Sussex High School who lives with her mother, Inez and her 15 year old brother Edward in Regent Park Lane, Orleans. Cell phone # is 613-555-4573 You don't know who I am but I know who you are. Are you at Bayshore yet?"That was weird. The texts and calls always have a return number, but this was blocked somehow. But the 'Reply' function was available. Even tech-savvy Elsie wasn't sure how that could be done, hiding a. Ahigh pony tail, black scrunchy so her hair was off her face and neck asher planned activity didn't demand a fashion diva, more a Mrs Mop look.Most girls would place their breasts into a bra and adjust it afterfastening. In Katies case, it was more a case of fastening the bra andthen try to round up what little boobage she actually had and cover itwith the bra. But they were her breasts. Maybe tiny, certainly verysensitive( Mm what a lovely feeling if I play with the nipples) verypretty and. .." Wrath laughed and then closed the distance between them, crawling into the bed and then simply laying down on top of her, his erection pressing against her stomach and his face buried in the side of her neck. The very idea that he would have to be "pressured" in order to sate her physical desires was laughable at best."A-Aah.....Mmm..." Envy whined, bucking her hips and trying to get the man to grind against her, "please..." She panted, curling her legs around Wrath's waist and trying to.