”“Good.”“Damn it, Ryan, you are so fucking beautiful, you know? How did I get so lucky? The hottest guy I have ever known, you never wear clot...hes, and I get to look at you all the time!” Ryan realized with the way he was sitting sideways on the chaise next to her, she was having a hard time not staring at his cock, which hung down about 4 inches when soft like now, and was a perfectly shaped and proportioned specimen. Right now there was even a thin string of cum stretching out of it, from his. If the stylus was tapped on the cover of the spell book, and a name was said, the recipient would hear a tingling sound, so they knew they were getting a call. The stylus could be put in a pocket or down the spine of the book.The girls liked that he presented them in this manner and could see a thousand uses for the spaces in the satchels, making him glad he had reduced the space and locked the spell so they couldn’t expand it and only he could. He had included a couple of dozen spare satchels. This you have my word on." She looked at me like I had grown another head. I was getting used to that look from the women around here. "One more thing. My life will be a very dangerous one; more dangerous than being a slaver, and yours more so until you get trained."I'm going to get cleaned up and get my horses ready. Meri, you have until I'm ready to leave to make your choice. If you have a question, just ask Grandma Kira." I stood and looked at the assembled women. Seeing Kira standing there. "Oh! Oh, that's great!" Cindy bubbled. "They're real nice guys, you know!" That got some rolled eyes around the table, but it was going to be good for a laugh, anyway... "Thanks a LOT!" She dashed back to the other table, bouncing in her excitement, Beverly in tow.Toby took the opportunity to get everyone's attention, Amy in support. "Look, guys, I know what some of you are thinking, but trust me, all four of them are going to be on their best behavior -- and we actually owe Tyrone and Otis a.