.. I just don't want to be stuck like this," William said pleadingwith her.She nodded. "I think you are safe enough, I have prayed for you and theLord... will protect you, now go to bed."William stared at her a moment, then turned and went back to his room.He sat at his computer looking at the post from the M.I. rep. He hadnearly a full page entry in his first post, he talked about geneticsshortening the time too, magic heritage, and magic item usage. He didnot think he had any dragons or mages in. "The way Ashley shoots, Miguel had to change her brain to process the variables without thinking about them. After I taught her the numbers for things like windage and bullet drop, she could eyeball it perfectly every time, except it's not really eyeballing for her. Ashley's brain is doing the work automatically! At short-range, there's almost no variables beyond the gun and whether you or the target OR you and the target are moving." I also made other changes to Ashley. It becomes a balancing. He was good on the trail, picking up from my experience, even taught him to shoot, his joy at bagging a tom turkey, sweet, my baby boy hunter.That he could prep it, cook it, serve it, nice to own a boy cunt, nice indeed. I always made out with him along the trail,had to have him, something about the woods and teen gash, lots of spit swapping, groping, his tits perfect in my hands, hot, firm, his ass made to grope, his cheeks so full,the sexy silk panties so feminine, how warm his inner cheeks. After that. We’ll forget about the money your old man owes me. Deal!? Margret was so nervous she opened her mouth but no words escaped. In a cracking scared voice she finally replied. ?Ok?..I’ll do as you want??My husband won’t owe you anything if I agree?? Thick and his thugs laughed. He replied. ?No. Not a thing.? Thick said his girlfriend would call later in the week and give her a list of things to buy for that weekend. He almost started to leave but turned back around just as he was.