But I'm not even going to. That's not myspecialty--doing transmutation magic--but I understand it-- the wholething about it."He walks across my room f...r a second pulls out a stack of paperwork fromhis satchel then dropped it all on the desk "You want to talk to peopleabout this maybe??? like in a meeting or something?" WHY?" I ask."People will probably want to know about this?" Otto says"Well they're not gonna know. I don't trust you guys. Plus I just can't!Please don't ask why. You figure out. Her response changed from surprise to passion. We must have kissed for fifteen minutes but that is all we did. When it was time to go downstairs Jeannie looked like a ravaged woman. Her hair was out of place and her clothes looked like she had dressed hurriedly.We were in high spirits as we went down the stairs, sure that our ruse would remain secret. I did have one problem; my cock wouldn't go down. As we approached the sunroom entrance we heard talking. It sounded like Cindy was lecturing. Honestly I’d thought it was funny to be scared of something so small, later that day my mom had brought me aside and explained to me that he had a fear of spiders called arachnophobia. Of course as normal I’d get into trouble, while he came out top prize as though he were really their son. He was the innocent, the untouchable, the one who never got blamed for anything, a priceless position to be exact. The first time he’d done anything to me I’d gone crying to my mother and she looked at me. The woman had acted as if she didn’t want a ticket. Actually, she’d asked him if there was anything she could do to convince him to just issue her a warning. He wondered just how far she’d be willing to go to avoid having the conviction for speeding on her driving record. A grin formed on Rod’s handsome face. ‘Maybe I’ll stop by the Jamestown Motor Inn and see how much she wants to get out of the ticket,’ he mused as he walked toward the door. Eileen Frenett was lying in bed in her motel room,.