I swam over to the edge of the pool, my legs weren't of any help because of the throbbing b**st between them, so my arms had to do all the work. I slo...wly stepped up out of the pool on the side staircase, and tried to do so without wobbling. I ran my hands over my hair and squeezed out the excess water. I noticed a boy from my science class staring at me from across the way. I looked down and noticed that the trunks were clinging to the outline of my cunt. Fixing them quickly, I looked back up. The ogre grunted in the deepest bass voice I ever heard to the barkeeper, "We need human wizard. Where find one?" And the barkeep pointed to me and said, "Just the man you need, Goodgulf the Wizard." The ogre made his way to me and growled, "We need wizard, will pay good for services rendered." Well, I was fairly bored and I hadn't had a steady paying job for a few weeks so money was getting a bit scarce and that fact the the ogre had said "services rendered" had intrigued me because I had. "Yes Ma'am he's one of the Deacons," the old man said."Well that's not good. Would you like to tell me who it is?" Miss Maxine, he is a dangerous man," the old man said."You are afraid of him?" I asked."Ma'am it is hard for me to admit that. But yes Ma'am I am. He is a bad man." Tell me his name and where to find him. Maybe I can help." Bristol Peace, ain't no fittin' name for him," he said."Where do I find Mr. Peace?" I asked."He lives in a little blue house behind the mission. You can't miss. Turning me from a wimpy boy into a man.On my way to the gym, I got overtaken by a young biker stud. He was clad in his cool leather gear. Looking too tough to be allowed. The hunk drove a tough big black motorbike. And I was on my rickety old bicycle. I was already dressed in my judo-pants. Because public changing rooms and I did not go well together either. Seeing him made something stir in my pants, though. That biker looked really hot. Muscular, long shoulder-length hair, a classic leather.