He said as he turned to her, his face filled with rage, but he wasnt as pissed as her, that was what she know when she tackled him like an NFL player.... crazy bitch, Ill show you crazy bitch. she said as she climbed on top of him, tuck one of his arrows from his back and held it up to is throat. Ow, ow, ow your hurting the wings. Cupid said trying to shift, then he sit up again only to get an arrow pushed harder into his throat, he froze his gazes finely meeting hers. Tack this damn thing out of. She did like the firmness of his skin. His muscles proudly showing. There was no denying that he was attractive. And maybe that was the biggest problem. Being attractive made it easier for him to stray. Who would turn this away? She made little circles on his stomach as she moved her way down. He moaned and writhed as she did. He tried to sit up to touch her but she quickly pushed him down once more reminding him that she was controlling it. “Oh I like this side of you Sally.” She smiled to. . and then fumbled the ball. Theball went up into the air and fell into the arms of an onrushing Monroevilleplayer. An enormous cheer rang around the stadium. There was practicallyno-one between the Monroeville player and the goal-line. Everyone 3 in the Madisonteam started running in his direction to try to make the tackle, but it was nogood. He had too much momentum to be caught. He ran across the goal line andthrew the ball onto the ground. Scott felt sick.It was all over. It didn?t. Frank gave a start and then remembered that the young man at Magical Oddities had also known his name. He thanked his luck for finding another such place as he answered the old man. "I would hope so. Your window said something about disguises? I was wondering if I could get one." "Why should I help you?" "The police are after me. I've killed eleven people, but-but," he broke into sobs "I had to, otherwise my life would have been ruined. Now the police are here!" The old man shrugged and Frank,.