" So, you'd rather not be seen on your way to the city," Halbazon concluded. "'Specially not your little friends, here. Well, I think it can be arrang...ed. I'm about due to go into the village for feed for my beasts, and you can ride that far in my empty trailer. From there, we'll have to see what can be arranged. Your family is well remembered in these parts, and there's a good many who'll help, just so they can say that they helped put old Pleorran down again. Eat some of that good food, before. Each space had comfortable furnishings and complimentary mood lighting. I could feel my body relax as we turned into a cozy office.Still not speaking, my psychic buddy gestured to a leather lounge chair. It never occurred to me to question his instructions. I sat and then sprawled out in its inviting repose. My mind lost any concept of time, so when he finally spoke I wasn’t sure if I’d been relaxing for seconds, minutes or hours.“You are much more than you appear,” he stated noncommittally.Me. She just rested her head on my shoulder and was enjoying the warm shower on her face.She then turned her head towards me and started sucking and biting my lower ear. I could not take the tickle and moved my head as well for a lip lock. We were now smooching under the shower with my left hand squeezing her left boob and my right hand massaging her pussy trying to finger.She suddenly turned towards me and asked me to fuck her in the shower. I tried inserting my cock into her pussy lifting her. This particular ritual transmutes a singleperson in body and soul. The core of who they are remains, but theyotherwise become someone new, someone they will always have been, someonethey always will be." Easily learned or not, magic isn't meant for mortal souls. The storieshave that part right. My teacher claimed to have spent decades perfectinghis craft, learning invisible sigils and precise ceremonies to direct thecurrents of the arcane. Unlike him, I do not claim to be a sorcerer. WhileI can.