She was there to pose for pictures and sign autographs.It had been a long day. They had raised a lot of money for the charity and Wanda was tired. She... was on her way to the exit to head back to the Avenger's Mansion.As Scarlet Witch passed through the crowd, she did not notice the man who was watching her every move closely. The man reached into his jacket pocket and removed ring from it.He slipped the ring onto the middle finger of his left hand and was careful not to close his hand. The ring. “Doesn't it feel amazing not to be afraid of who you are?” he asked as he swung his ax and brained an imp.I picked up a dozen imps with wind and crushed their bodies together. I wasn't afraid. I was a mage. No, a warlock. The council would strip me of my rank, but they couldn't take my abilities away. I controlled my magic. It would not control me. I was my magic.“It does,” I answered. “But I am still angry at you, Thrak.”“I can live with that.”I glanced at him as he cleaved through more imps.. Michelle knew all this because she had started taking an interest in theband?s management and had made a deal with Wendy that she could workwith her in the mornings before rehearsing with Transvixen in theafternoon and performing at night. Michelle knew that rock bands cameand went and she was thinking of what she might do for employment if andwhen the band folded.?So what are we doing about finding another venue for Transvixen??Michelle asked.?The problem is finding a suitable venue around. ” I knew these words were pathetic lies to justify my lusts. I just wanted to be fucked in the asshole and damn the consequences. I hated my body so much right now. I couldn’t fight my lusts.I was addicted to Shelena’s cock.“Shelena, fuck my asshole and leave my futa-girlfriend alone!” I howled for the entire cafeteria to hear.“Salome,” I just heard Paloma say as she watched me, her hands clasped before her. This moment seemed frozen. I drank in the look of her. She was Hispanic, like me, her.