It’s just business—strictly business.”He stepped uncomfortably close and said with fowl breath, “You look like a pig. Show me some ID.”I rea...ched in my vest pocket and took out my wallet, but before I could show it, he snatched it out of my hand and bolted. Fortunately, a tall black guy intercepted the thief and drug him by his dreadlocks back to me.He opened my wallet and looked at my identity before handing it over.“Thank you,” I said.“You’re welcome, counselor. Why is the ‘famous attorney. After we settled in and ate dinner the first night, Lara and I went for a walk on the beach.“Ah, it’s good to be here,” she said grandly, sweeping an arm toward the low waves. “The water looks great.”“Yeah, I never look forward to seeing the ocean, but when we get here, it is nice.”“Mm hmm. So ... What are you going to do about Julie?”“Well, I’ve been thinking maybe I should just talk to her, so we can, like, put things to rest. But then again, I don’t know. Seeing her might be a bit. She crawls into the spotlight on hands and knees, beautiful tits hanging free, pussy high in the air, she circles in front me in display. She is purring, a deep raspy purr. She opens her mouth, ‘meow-yow-wow-wow-yow’. Again, this time a cat-like gibberish, as she backs up to me, seemingly gliding on air. Her pussy purrs louder as she gets closer. The world goes black. I cannot see, ANYTHING! The purring is all there is now. My cock is starting to go flaccid. Is it the purring? First the purring. ‘If a curse can be made, it can be broken,’ the lady says hopefully. ‘Aye, but it is too late,’ he tells her, his eyes forlorn, full of sadness. ‘Perhaps ye had better use the herb.’ With those words, he is gone. She doesn’t see him move, he is just no longer there. As she stands and adjusts her skirts, a bundle of sage tumbles out from the folds. She sits back down on the forest floor and weeps. She cries and cries. She cries for the first time since her father died. She cries like she has.