"They're special cards for a special business," Anya added. "Thegentleman who runs the store is a little twisted, but he can grant whatyou want better... than I could. And they've been sprinkled withteleportation powder, so you should be able to find his store with ease. Spells R Us usually moves around at random. Good luck!"Carter and Patricia wished Anya well, then headed for the nearest mall. Once inside, the two found a strange wooden shop near the front entrance.Inside, they found a lot of. Some two hours passed in luxurious privacy as she wrote in a smoothly legible hand, journaling the cause, events, and results of these past few days in her life. They were the same mental reflections which had allowed her fitful sleep and stimulating dreams all through the night; yet, remarkably enough, she was not tired, and anything but upset.In fact, Jay Robert Durke's curvaceous young wife could never recall feeling quite so complete, nor as femininely 'looked after'. She smiled to herself. "You wanna fuck momma, like the fuck pig she is?" She grins and spreads her asscheeks, the strap-on dangling lewdly between her fat thighs. I knew that now, SHE wanted to be the bitch. I sat up onto my knees, taking in her sight. Kneeling beside my bed on the floor, her ass spread wide apart, with her strap-on still hanging there just as if she had a thick pink cock. I slowly make my way to her, gently place my hands on her ass. I slide my finger tips up her back, then I press her face into the. "Well, the worst that can happen is that you get sent into a mine dormitory, like almost all of the other women who come here, and live in one room with twenty men and one, or maybe two, other women. The second option is where you are now; you can work here and have three or four different men a night for six nights out of seven. Finally, you can be the private property of one of the bosses, like Karl, and have him morning, noon and night doing whatever the hell he likes to you. And I mean.