" Webster replied."Not what I meant," I replied getting more than a little miffed."Listen you two, I am sending you together, because I don't think I ...have to worry about any extracurricular activities. Do I need to be concerned?" he asked."God no," I said."Only if there is a disaster and she is the only female, and I'm the only male left on earth," Simpson said."Only then, if no vibrators survive," I said it angrily. Just so I could have the last word."So go home and pack. You need to leave in. It’s completely dark.Slowly his face appeared before me. I can see him now. I was lying on his bed. Yes I was lying in my colleague’s bed in his apartment. Wow, is that what I wanted subconsciously all these days? I hugged him tightly and kissed him. I really started feeling my colleague. My BF lifted my skirt and removed my panty. I felt my colleague looking at my pussy. All these days he was only looking at me in office dresses and might have imagined how my inner beauties look. But now he is. It is like having a lot of drugs or alcohol in him. His spells will not work but I hope my spells for truth will do just that."With the Mr. Hassan at a disadvantage and with no protection I recalled the first spell and thought of all the details about where it should be used and under what conditions it would not work. I was fairly sure of the outcome and ran over the proper intonation that helped the mind somehow reference that fourth dimension of reality.The words came out in early Latin and. 'Look here', he said, indicating to a flat across the way where another man was sitting drinking coffee behind a telescope. 'Who is that', I queried?'That my dear daughter is my close friend Bill', and I peered through the small chink in the netted curtains at the middle-aged man who appeared to be looking in our direction.'He has a telescope on his balcony', I suggested, pretty sure I was right.Daddy laughed, 'We spy on each other when we entertain', he explained and explanation that prompted.