I started to raise the height of the skirt again, and then painted it as though the remainder of a very short skirt had been hoisted up to her waist. ...I drew in a pair of high-cut and lacey black knickers and repainted her legs spread several inches further apart and incased in black stockings with a matching suspender belt. Having her legs apart meant that I could paint in more of the gusset of the panties. As a final touch I darkened the area over where her cunt would be to look as though her. ..happening?" she said.Then she screamed, energy flooding out of her and into the artifactsarranged around her on all sides."The artefacts stored here are the very ones drained to create theBritish Empire," said Virginia. "It takes a vast amount of energy tobend fate to your will, but the method they used to drain thoseartefacts was pretty crude. Imagine a sponge, squeezed by a clamp. Those'clamps', which have a very small mystical energy signature in and ofthemselves, were left in place. The. "His wife came out from the kitchen and whispered in his ear. He nodded and smiled while I praised the good lady's stew."Wife tells me somebody saw you out back chopping wood an' would like to hire you if you're free." Since I'm a lot poorer than poor Richard," I said, "lead me to him." It's a her. Might warn you," he said, looking to see that his wife had left the area, "she's what some call a grass widow and has a randy reputation. Don' know if its deserved, wife see's that I stays ignorant. . you know.”“No, it’s fine. Just get some rest, okay?”The next night, Philip was surprised to find his wife waiting at the door.“I need you,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around him. He looked around.“Where’s Alice?”“She’s got volleyball practice until late. We have the house all to ourselves...”Within five minutes, Philip was slowly pumping in and out of his wife.“More,” she begged.He smiled, and started slamming into her faster.“More!” she insisted, and he sped up.“More,” she pleaded, and.