Petersen and young JennyI was still a newby indeed and completely naive - she needed to explain me in private about PetersenI still remember that char...cter very well: owner of an adult bookshop in England with spanking mags!I am a muse for my first female friend: the elder gentleman Mr. Peterson is me! - I still blushI learned from her private messages that she modelled that chap Petersen to the image she had of meIndeed my apartment is a bit similar: shelves with books everywhere, many with. She worked for some doctors, but unfortunately she would be alone today.As she worked at the desk, two black men walked in and right in my mom's office."Yo son owe us sum money ho!" Let me tell you somethin..."SLAAAAPPPP!"Shut the Fuck up ol white ho!"Mom almost fell out of her chair from the blow to her face. She caught herself and came up slowly holding the large red spot on her face. She just stared up at the two black men noticing the other black man holding his crotch."Now, once again, yo. She had put her posh voice on and was, as I asked sweetness and light. The last part of her conversation was particularly sugary. "Oh that is so good of you. Yes, we do understand, mistakes happen. Thank you so much, you have been of great help." She came into my office looking as if she wanted to throw up. "If you ever ask me to do that again I will kill you." The coffee was very good." I told her then clutched my throat and rocked back in my chair screaming Agh! It burns." Tina just. "Gwendydd was nodding then spoke. "Yes we know, though she is dear to Mordaf, there have been may be attacks against the village; magical, and other wise. We wish for you to practice your control while you guard the village."Morgana started to open her mouth to speak then snapped it closed. She was lucky to still be alive, if it was that important to them then who was she to argue?"I will do what I can," Morgana said after a few moments."It is my hope that you do far more than that," a voice.