The wording of the spell had mattered. It had done just more than give Melinda protection against pregnancy.Melinda didn't wait for him to react. Moan...ing and trembling with intense need, she pushed him back towards the bed. The back of Jason's calves hit the edge, and with Melinda pushing him, he could not recover. He fell into a seated position at the foot of the bed."Melinda, wait, you..." Jason began, until Melinda sat in his lap and kissed him again. She sent him falling backwards, a grunt. "Oh, Guy. This is the first time in my life that ANYONE has really cared. You care and Maggie CARES. That means so much to me."All my life the only thing anyone wanted was to hurt me or if it was a boy or a man, they wanted sex too. That's all."That's all anyone wanted. No one has cared. No one has really cared about me."It means so much to me that you two really care," she said through her sobs."Does that mean I can't have sex with you anymore?" I quipped.Maggie looked over at me is great. Without saying a word, he just turned back around and lay his head down again, closing his eyes. Since he didn=t seem to mind, I just had to get a better view. I found a way to get up to the rock right next to where he was sunbathing and asked him if he wanted some oil put on his back. Again, without speaking he reached over and handed me a bottle of Hawaiian Tropic tanning lotion; the kind that smells like fresh coconut. His body was already well tanned and had no tan line at all. I. A humble Latina woman with a child by her side came up to him and begged for a bit of his time. Santa never refused the request of a mother with a child. She told him about her son Manuel who was 10 years old. He had wanted to see Santa today but had been hurt badly in a biking accident. The woman named Eva asked if Santa could come and visit her son. She did not have much to offer as payment but she would be very grateful to him. Santa looked at Eva and the child next to her and said, “Eva I.