"Do you want to get us all in deep shit?" Then he saw it. Bo's crotch was shifting. He was getting an erection! Chris stared, and suddenly had a crazy... idea."You wanna join us? Have some fun?" He said, hardly believing what he was saying.Bo turned bright red. "What?" What?" repeated Jay."I can see that you're interested." Chris slowly walked towards Bo, still beet red, who made no attempt to back away. Chris closed the door and locked it. "It looks like you might like fooling around with us,". “Very good. Countering a spell’s purpose usually means having to know how the other Magus thinks, and more often than not, you’ll never know that. So, find a detail in the spell, and pull it apart. There’s more than one way to skin a cat.”I sat forward again and focused on the water aspect. The first thing to spring to mind was to drink the water, but if the spell was meant to call up more water than I could drink then I would be in trouble. The next idea was to soak up the water, but again, I. She would need a room for them, one for herself and of course his own room. He agreed, three rooms, plane tickets, food and what ever else she wanted he would pay for all of it. He showed her a good time, shows, food and the casinos she liked them all. He had luck at the tables and felt sorry for her maids, so he gave them some money telling them to go have a good time. She blew up at him, they were there if she needed something not to have fun she told him. Besides never give black people. I felt like Richard Simmons telling them that they would never be thin and can never eat a piece of chocolate cake. Nonetheless, I was determined to give it a try. I had nothing to lose and everything to gain. The trust they put in my talent as a writer made me believe that I could help them. If I failed, they’d all be eating ice cream tonight and swearing at the skinny bitches on reruns of Friends, the latest episodes of Desperate Housewives, and while watching the Sex In The City movie..