I think that meeting him at that coffee shop was a real turning point for you.??It certainly was! He came on to me like only a self-assured handsome ...man can and I don’t know why, but I told him all about John. ‘You can really mess with a man’s mind with one of those things, you know.’ Those were his exact words. Little did I know how right he was. We sat and talked for more than an hour about everything I could do to him. When he told me he could get drugs that would make it hard for him. Her lush body was wonderfully tanned, and the tiny pale triangle over her jutting tits and bare pudenda, reminders of the string bikini she lost, were almost gone. She had already come twice but was seeking a third spasm of pleasure. "Lost," she smiled remembering that romp with those two lifeguards. They were nearly tireless.Ginny did a few thrust-squats with arms extended and gritted her teeth as her body begged to be fucked and expelled the double-headed device she had been using for nearly. I can always tell because her cunt gets wetter as she thinks about it.But then she snapped her head up, looked me in the eye with a suspicious look, and said, “Timmy? Are you in there?”“What?” I asked.“You ARE! Get out of his HEAD, TIMMY!”“What are you talking about, Suz?” I ... Joey asked as I found myself drifting slowly away. Suzi thought to me. Well, excuse me for dreaming. Shit.“Good morning,” Joey said with false cheeriness when he opened Suzi’s door the next morning.“Morning,” I said,. But it has historically been the case that those with the means and motives to actively seek it out were already more or less free to do whatever the fuck they wanted. Why would a king, upon whose whims men live and die, also need to be able to fly? Why should a foppish dandy, spending only a fraction of his inheritance on magical study and already up to his eyebrows in freaky sex, also get to talk to birds? They already lead lives so far beyond the common man that they might as well be.