Except when you're around, Link."Link didn't like the sound of that. He was sure that Zelda was going to try a new spell on him. He started to raise h...is hands in protest."Look, Zelda. I'm not going to let you try any more new spells on me. Remember last time? You turned me into a Zora, and when the spell wore off, I was 100 meters below Hyrule Lake. I almost didn't make it back to the surface!" Don't worry, Link. This spell isn't gonna change your appearance."Zelda wasn't sure if what she said. That’s when she stopped pushing back against my hips.“Look, look right now.” she said. I was too occupiedwith my own pleasures to listen. “No, look, she’swatching us.” I turned my gaze to the camper beyond thebed of the pickup and sure enough, there was my wife’smother, pressed against the large bay window of thecamper watching me fuck her daughter. I paused for a fewmoments, looking to see if she was really doing what shewas doing. Then I began moving. It would have to be someone I can trust, though. I mean, I don't want to be injured or anything, but I think a little pain might even add to it." Do you know someone you trust that much?" I asked."Yes," she looked up at me with those big brown eyes, "You!" How can you trust me that much? We just met?" If a guy who's a total stranger can sympathize with me when my top slips," she replied firmly, "instead of laughing with the rest, then I don't think he'd really hurt me any other way. Would you. Hello, Maybelline’s,” she says.She listens for a few seconds and then looks over at me.“You Josh?” she asks.I nodded that I was.“Yes, he’s here, only he can’t talk, on account of the two bikers that beat him up are checking out the cuts on his head.”The bartender made the useless gesture of nodding into my phone a couple of times before speaking again.“‘Kay, but you might want to hurry. He don’t look so good.”She closed the flip phone and laid it back on top of the wad of cash I’d thrown up on.