Before even the last Balam died, the first Chrom children with the same magical powers were born.”“By magical powers, you speak of Psionics right?...�� Alegar asked.“Yes, and as you both know psionics come in many different forms and levels of control. And not all are harmless to the wielder, especially the destructive ones. Parents feared their children. Some called them gifted, others called then cursed. Some legends claim it was a drug the Balam freely shared with the Chrom, but of course, it. In fact, I was already thinking about how I would actthe first time he asked me. I couldn't imagine enjoying Mike shooting aload of cum down my throat. But, he'd break me down eventually.Right now, I wanted to pursue a strategy where it would become a "specialfavor" rather than something he expected on a regular basis. Unless, ofcourse, I decided I liked it. I'd heard some women did. I realized that Iwould very soon find out if such girls were a male-generated mythicalcreature, or something. “Did you enjoy Miko?” Kyle said, knowingly. “I don't know what you're talking about.” Amy said, trying to push past him. “Let me rephrase it then. Did you like fucking my girlfriend.” Kyle said, this time with a bit more force in his voice. Amy's heart skipped a beat. Surely he couldn't have just guessed that Miko had made a pass at her. “....We...we didn't. I mean...I didn't...” Amy stammmered as she heard the bathroom door open, then shut. Miko walked out with a big grin on her. Simon followed closely and directed her down a short passage way. She had to bend her head to avoid the beams. At a small door to the seaward side, Simon stopped and showed her into her cabin. Freshly painted and clean, the cabin was more than Isabella expected. It was naturally small, having only room for a hanging cot, a washstand, a narrow armchair and her trunks, but she could stand upright and she had a window,a porthole rather, and fresh air was flowing through a narrow ventilator in the.