"What the hell? I'm out of here!" he said as he noticed the hair."Jon wait, I have to sign your paper." He grabbed the paper and tossedit on the table...."Oh yes real quick before you go, what was your dream girls attitudelike?" Book smart not street smart she falls for stuff easy." He snarled ashe grabbed the paper she signed."Oh and you are like that if you were a woman?" Greg asked."Yeah." Where are you going we aren't done yet Jonathon?" P Barnum asked."I'm leaving this hair thing freaks me. I’d have to ask Doris how insane Brad had been tonight.“Jane,” I said, suddenly thinking about something, “where’s your bag?”“Shit!” she swore. “It’s in the trunk of the car.”She pulled out her phone and called her mother, explaining that they had her bag with them. “Mom!” she said with a roll of her eyes. “I told you that I don’t want to talk to her. I don’t want to see her.”“You want me to go get it?” I asked softly.“NO! I don’t want my sister anywhere NEAR you!” she practically snarled.. He didn’t hesitate to stick his fingers up their butts this time, much to my delight and theirs.“Please, don’t let him stop! I love his fingers back there!” Mom pleaded with me, though Wendy added her own digits unbidden.“You two are getting into this, aren’t you? You want to belong to Manfred, don’t you?” I pressed the issue as I bottomed out inside my ladies.“I want to belong to someone ... Manfred will do!” Wendy confessed now, “at times, I even wanted to belong to Kelly or Mary! Or. " The witch used an old spell and one that should have worked, only she made an error and while it did work to reduce and eventually eliminate Paul's sex life, the impact was a bit larger than that. Here is why this is an object lesson in 'Precision'. Her error was minor, but like many things, a small error at one point gets magnified by dangerous degrees. For example, if you were to walk the ten miles to the nearest town and you aimed yourself just one degree off of a direct heading, you would.