"Let's go to my room, Daddy." Chantal whispered in my ear hoping that Trisha didn't."NO FAIR! I'm horny too!" Trisha yelled out laughing and reached t...o playfully slap Chantal on her arm. "Let's have a "cat" fight to see who gets him!" I don't think so, why not see who can suck me off the fastest wins!" I said teasing them, "Or you both could… share me." I asked not knowing what they would think of all of us making love together. Up until now, each of us had our own room, I went to see them on. They were retreating to the margins, to thehidden places of the world and even to neighbouring dimensions, to waitout the long, fallow millennia until the next waxing."Humans, even powerful ones like the Mages, only wielded magic. Themagical beings *were* magic. If human magicians were to be able to usemagic in the long, dry spell that was coming they needed to bind themagic that was left in the world while there was still time, to createstores that could be drawn on later. So it was that human. Kat fed it into my mouth and I tasted her driedsecretions. She gradually worked it deeper. I had a gag reflex but shepointed out that it wasn't crippling like hers. Over the next severaldays, with her patient coaching, I learned to take it all. Then shetaught me techniques, including how to bob up and down on it, and totake breaths on the backstrokes. She decided to save the surprise of mynew talents until after our wedding, as a gift for her best man, Chas.Meanwhile, she brought out those. Well yesterday I got through calling on one customer and had some time to kill before a 4:00 appointment with another customer. I decided to swing by a mall on the way to look for a new skirt. As I began shopping another customer called with a problem. Which was ok because I have often acted like I was on the phone when I go out looking at clothes so salesperson will not bother me. Well I was on the phone for about 15 minutes in a pretty intense conversation while trying to look at.