As I continued to hear my son's bed squeaking and the headboard bumping against the wall of his room in a steady rhythm I became more and more nervous.... What if they were ignoring birth control? I knew how passion could over power teenager's common sense in the spur of the moment, and I really didn't want to risk being a grandmother at 40.With no real plan of action I climbed the stairs to my son's bedroom. As I crept down the hall the image of the two kids making love kept running through my. We used to talk to Madan on a daily basis. The life was same apart from that. Sameera and I used to go to pubs, hotels, and discos together. I maintained a very healthy friendship with her without any flirting or anything as she is my best friend’s wife now. But I observed a bit of frustration and mood swings. Some days she used to be very sad and upset. I used to console her and try to cheer her up. One day she was very sad for some reason. I asked her if everything is ok. She told me that. There on a chair sat a human figure, becoming clearer by the minute. It was human, wasn’t it? Craig had a ghastly realisation that it was grotesquely unrecognisable, like something long dead. Yet the head was turned in his direction, and if there were eyes, they were fixed on him, watching him being sucked by Lilith.“DO YOU REMEMBER LOVE?”No doubt about the voice. Craig screamed out or tried to. Nothing came out as the figure, the shape stood up from the chair. Lilith was sucking like fury on. It was a good thing that I had raised my personal wards around the Castellan and myself before I had started on this, as a number of shards of rock hit the wards, but had no effect on them, as they were only pieces of rock now. The Castellan had instinctively ducked when the stones exploded, and now looked over at me in awe."How did you do that?" he asked in wonder."Just a little Magic," I told him, as I canceled the wards, and we moved over to the hollow space now revealed in the wall. The.