This spellcasting thing was tough. I steeled my focus and pulled out the paper on which I had written the lengthy "Alice" spell. I smiled and recited ...the rhyme once, for good measure.I closed my eyes and focused hard. Time to get serious.Out came the Arcanan words. However, unlike the last few spells, every word I spoke seemed to give me back my energy. The final words came out strong and proud. Childish passion and lustly fire, if I do recall.Gracie started awake, and I jumped back a. She was 34 – 36 but looked like some 28-year-old woman. Her melons were perfect. They were perfectly round and firm.Her figure was 34 28 32. She had the right amount of flesh at the right place.So, I got the chance when I was 18 when we were preparing for the annual gathering. As I was the head boy, it was my responsibility to look after everything. We had auditorium outside the school and it was quite big and the backstage had many rooms. So, I got the chance at the annual day. Everything was. It was one of those jacked up four wheel drive jobs with tinted windows.As I approached the car I noticed that my wife was laying there with her hand on her chest and her legs spread wide. Her fingers had caught in her buttons and opened her shirt up, revealing some of her ample 38D bra covered breasts. Her skirt was riding up her legs and you could almost see her panties. I noticed the outline of a driver in the truck and I could only imagine that he was enjoying the view from the front seat. Indeed, if such a Campaign were to fail because of a human error in such a catastrophic way before it even began to put itself into motion, it would not be because of the lowly gears in the machine that worked above and beyond their human capacities.Diligence was considered a virtuous characteristic and most Law-abiding parents tried to hammer that into their children if they had to, so as to become people worthy of upholding the Law whenever they could, whatever their place in society might.