"Huh?" I said, Vicky can come over now if you want."Helen and Joan looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders."Sure, why not?", Helen said as t...hey turned to look at me. "I mean, we're all awake and the subject is fresh on our minds. So let's go ahead and do it." Do we have any more wine?", Joan asked, getting up to head towards the kitchen."I think there's a few bottles in the cabinet next to the fridge," Helen replied."Hi Vicky? Yeah, if you don't mind c'mon over and we can talk about. .Back in the store... The old man slowly got up, scars remaining where the 3 bullets had hit. Normally, he could heal himself without leaving scars. This type of thing could only happen through the aid of magic. He picked up one of the bullets of the floor and felt the taint of magic without even trying. The old wizard would recognize that particular magical signature anywhere--it was of one of his archnemesises from the past. Angry, he made the spell he had put on Frank permanent and set off. He stood perfectly still as the two young blondes circled him, inspecting his body and making comments on what they saw."Well that will have to go," said Stacy."Yes I agree." Tracy reached up and took Clifford's thick rimmed glasses off. He blinked to try to clear his blurred vision but it was a lost cause. Without his glasses he was as blind as a bat."Who chose these ugly things, Clifford?" Tracy turned the glasses over in her hands and pulled a face at them. "Honestly, you could have gotten. Not even Mr. Sanchez seemed to mind, though being a Companion to a Sage might have had something to do with that. He just kept teaching the class as if nothing was different, though he had his eyes focused on Ryan and Jordan, both of whom seemed eager to gratify him ... and me. After all, I was to be the Archon, the future leader of the world, and those who stood with me also stood to profit by it.Marcie’s slick twat definitely pleased me, as did her eager, vigorous movements, hips and buns.