"Yes, my lord," you whisper.He begins to move within you again, his pace quickening. Building."Say it again," he commands."I am yours, my lord," you s...ay, your voice filled with the strength of resolution."Again!" he cries."Take me, my lord!" you cry. The confidence in your decision to sacrifice yourself completely mingles with the desire to be completely lost within him."Again!" he howls, his cock hammering into you with ungodly speed and power, as sweat pours from his face and the veins in his. So far the wizard had been as good as his word, and she was sure that door would lead to Prue, her mummy now, and the young woman would be waiting with arms wide open to gather up her little blessing and hold her tight. She was totally grateful to the wizard for all that he'd done, but she was troubled by one thing, that being she even remembered the wizard at all, let alone the events of her previous life.It almost seemed as though the crayon magic had turned her inside out. She was the little. Harmon, I have never dumped a girl," I said flatly."Oh, sure, and you expect me to believe that that Eastman slut dumped you? You are full of shit, John Robinson. She'd never have dumped you, no matter how you prettied it up. She never had it so good." So, I am at once the best thing that ever happened to Olivia and the worst that could ever befall Missy?" I shook my head in disbelief. "Well, believe what you want, Mrs. Harmon, since you obviously will anyway," I replied, looking over at Missy.. .. I'm still Paul! Out!" Trying to wake up, Paul struggled to put together a coherent sentence. "Clothes, off, I need to take these clothes off! Why? Please! Reversed magic ... What am I going to tell my parents?" He looked up at Rosemary."Oh!" she burst out, sobbing, "Janice!" Rosemary staggered back to the dressing table chair. She pulled her dress up and used it to wipe away her tears. "It's been so long." She looked at Paul again.Paul waited until she settled down. "Rosemary," Paul.