" "Meaning...?" Suddenly Roger got it! He turned to the major, bending his knees and taking him by the sleeve, "You no longer have your powers!?!" "No...!" he smiled. "You hear that, Tony?! It's just what you've all-ways wanted!" Roger said, turning to... the beautiful, and very angry, blond in a harem costume. "Oh! (Ahem!)" he said, straightening up. "Jeannie has *my* power. Magic is finite, you know." "So, if Tony's now Jeannie, what do I call you?" "I have no identity. I lost it when I became a. Jenny was of course negative, since she didn’t seem to like any of the boys Kimber went out with, but that didn’t do anything to deflate Kimber’s elation. That Saturday, Kimber picked out a nice black skirt, white blouse, and black heels, after considering that they might go dancing, and Harrison’s six-foot-four was markedly out of normal dancing range for Kimber’s five-foot-three. She thought about how the night might go, and with her hormones raging, decided to wear her only pair of black. And for her it was like a badge of honor, letting the men know that she had enough serenity to be different from all the other whores in the world. I had no response to that. I spread her legs apart and dove into her wet swimming pool of excitement. My tongue tried to dry up all of her juices but it was no battle; I was no little Dutch Boy holding back the flood with my finger in the dike.My tongue retreated back up to her clit while two of my fingers replaced it inside of her. She squealed. John liked him for his impetuosity, at the same time as being grateful for being the more thoughtful considered of the pair. He could have been just as imposing and, even threatening as Pete; they were both big, outdoors types. When needed they could both be the personal bodyguards; now though, John could see what their friend needed. He needed some ‘me’ time; he had to recharge. It had been a busy few days, actually a scary few days. A couple of times he thought his friend was pushing the.