It absorbs stray magic, acting like a small magical battery, it insulates us from the tiny natural fluctuations in the magic field that covers the wor...ld. It’s like sleeping in the country instead of the city. The country isn’t quiet, and the night is still filled with noise, but it’s the noise of crickets, birds, and the occasional animal. Not the blaring of a siren, or the crack of a pistol.I only bothered to gather enough to sleep on comfortably. So, it was a small hoard. To my dragon side.. I was dazed by the moment of pure ecstasy that coursed through my body. Then out of the blues Ms. Parker asked in a loud tone whether I was gazing at her breasts fingering her nipple with her left hand. After consequitive denial from me and persistence from her I gave in. She proceeded to get up and stroll towards the door. I decided to keep a clear mind until I heard the lock close shut. I f***ed myself not to turn but my curiosity led me to paradise. Walking back to her… No my desk… Was Ms.. She was very happy now, very happy indeed. Then after that we went to a decent hotel but a little far from main city because we did not want to get caught.We settled there had a nice delicious dinner , had an ice cream after dinner and now we were ready to go. As we were heading home my sweetheart started kissing my neck from back and was rubbing my dick over my pants. I stopped the bike on roadside and we kissed passionately, she was too wild and horny. We were kissing for at least 10 minutes. She wanted him and no other. But she knew, he was way out of her league. He never gave her the time of day.I liked tomboys. I liked her. Her long legs, her flat chest, her jet black hair, her milk white skin. And what did I like the most about her? She didn't have other boys' handprints all over her breasts. She would be mine and only mine. I persuaded her. Watched her games. Cheered her on. Talked to her. Walked her to class. Carried her books. We became high school sweet hearts. .