Look, see ... this is one of my extra ‘normal’ knives, nothing special – not the Ka-Bar Lydia cast her charm upon ... see, I can be cut, and ble...ed, just like normal. This wasn’t quite the way I’d anticipated my return here would be!”It was just a skin-pick, hardly worse than a shaving cut, but he was right ... a normal non-magical blade could and would cut him!“Well ... Proper Prior Preparation does Prevent Piss-Poor Performance,” I muttered and I held my lover tightly. “Thank God for the Goat. The demands of the role were too big for it not to. Andmore so, there was something about being Kayla, about the way this suitmade her feel so ... pleasantly elated all the time ... that made herincreasingly think about only wanting to be Kayla even now when face toface with Laurie."This is impossible. You look ... you are ... I mean, my dad wouldprobably call this witchcraft ... Hell, I think it might be witchcraft."Humor. Good, Kayla thought."Your face, your body. It's ... make me understand. ..by Lesley Renee CharlesI was walking down a tree covered lane, enjoying the fine early springday. The dogwoods were all in bloom along the way scenting the streetwith their delicate fragrance. Their pink and white blossoms wereglistening like jewels in the late afternoon sunset. I was enjoying mytime alone when I felt rough hands grab me by my mouth. Another pair ofhands held a rag with some sweet smelling substance under my noise. Istarted to feel to dizzy as I lost consciousness.When I. "Sure," I replied turning to Kris."You go, find me here or on the dance floor," she insisted. I was led into the smokers area with some other friends and my mind did not stray from her. Intoxicated on every puff I took, I was sure I was going to choke any moment. I quickly took the last puff and rushed back in.Walking through the crowded club filled with loud music, dancers and flashing lights I only wanted to find my way to her. My sudden confidence was overwhelmed when I entered the private.