Chantel had been through a divorce in recent years previous to her and I running across one another again, having that small chat conversation and I w...orking the nerve to ask this fine woman for her number. Only for her to give me a side eye as in "boy I'm somewhat of an elder to you and even taught you in school. What are you doing?" Persistence with a smile pays sometimes, she shrugged, grabbed my phone and put her number in.Things between her and I didn't go much beyond a call here and there,. And you don't want to go to college?" I got a full ride to Cal Tech." We know." But none of what they have to offer interests me."Katie paused to find the best way to phrase her thoughts. "I'm interested in how people think. What motivates them? What pushes their buttons." Psychology." I've checked college curricula. They emphasize abnormal psychology. The neurotics, psychotics, and schizophrenics. I am more interested normal people. How they think, and how to manipulate them. Like a police. Whenever there was a dry spell with the ladies I would visit one of the many random adult book and video stores. Usually I went right for the booths or the live shows but on one ocassion after perusing the current VHS films out I decided to check out the magazines. Juggs, Gent, Over 40, Over 50 all the usual titles were there. Then lo and behold I saw something I had never seen before. "Looking Glass". A full color magazine about real life swingers. I was stunned and captivated. I quickly. Why else do you think there were orcs here? They're nasty, ugly buggers who smell like shit. They fight like berserkers and carry more knowledge in their twisted brains than the whole of humankind. Their secret is that they live for magic and lust only for magic."Yoko Bono impregnated our ancestor for magic. His seed isn't the only thing he left behind though and this is what has got me worried." What did he leave?" Pardin asked, intrigued by the mystery but still trying to figure out how to.