Fuck the dude was big and filling.But as I turned the corner onto High Street I had my head down, my hoodie right over my fringe, my darkest sunglasse...s hiding my eyes; not even CCTV was getting me, as I sidled into the clinic entrance, earlier than I had anticipated. I saw the clock on the wall; it was only 8.15 am, with first come, first serve appointments beginning at 8.30. In my rush to get here and get that pill, I had been too quick. My hands were across my top. My ears full of dark. It was fun. Everyone was in a party mood and things got progressively risqué as the evening wore on. And yes, while the sybian wasn’t lit up and glorified, it was present and I knew exactly what it was and what it was used for. In other words, it was impossible to ignore.The shoes were the first thing to go. I simply got tired of dancing in heels. The panties stay on until Holly suggested, during a playful little make-out session, that I should hand them over to her. By then I was a little. Tracy loved to tease me and I turned red.In the months that followed mom became a believer and wondered at how I could run up our money. I tried to explain more than once but neither had the math skills nor the insight to follow. Mom was shocked as our accounts grew and grew. Mom speculated that this skill ran in the family, she mentioned her great aunt who was a Spiritualist and Medium. I could see mom's point.Mom and I became close as never before and Tracy bought nicer cloths. Tracy is that. My stomach twisted. I felt drunk, stumbling to the right and left as the ground tilted one way and then the other.“Give me back my sight, faerie-whore!” snarled the enemy again. I heard his blade swing then the loud thud of it striking ground.It came from my right.The warrior bellowed again. Closer.“Duck, Master!” Zanyia shouted.I listened to my lamia. Something massive screamed over my head. The greatsword. My hair rippled in the wake of the warrior's massive blade.He missed me by inches.My.