That young secretary, not yours, the younger one named Bobbi you passed on the way in this morning. We'll have her today." You have good taste. Man, s...he does have a body made to be bent over a desk and fucked, doesn't she?" Dan said."She does indeed. I'll call her, just go along for the ride. You know I can manifest physically now, and I plan to manifest to her pretty thoroughly. Don't worry, she won't remember unless I want her too, and no one else will enter. Here she comes now answering the. " He disappeared into the gloom, leaving the spotlight on the bench as the only illumination. A slender young woman, evidently Ingrid, next appeared wearing a short robe tied at the waist and carrying a small bottle. Seating herself on the bench facing the audience, she let the robe slip from her shoulders revealing a pair of pert pointed breasts with dark nipples. Her face, difficult to make out in detail, seemed beautiful but detached, as if in a trance, and straight auburn hair fell to her. ”“So, I’m constructing a general, all-purpose anti-scrying spell,” I said.He grinned and nodded. “Correct. And when you build the spell, you do it your own way. Don’t think of it in terms of piece shapes or sizes, but in simple energy. Your Magical energy is like the Lego pieces you had. The more you have, the more you can do, and the more elaborate you can make it.”“So, I shouldn’t worry about sound waves, or acoustics?” I said, confused.He shook his head with that lop-sided grin. “No. Don’t. Is that right?"I nodded despondently.He asked, "And nobody gets in trouble later?"I sighed and said, "No, Chuck. You won't get in any trouble."Chuck was younger than John. I didn't know much about him. I didn't even know if he was married. He didn't wear a ring and he didn't have any personal pictures in his office. He was in his early forties and starting to go bald. He was tall and skinny and quiet. For some reason he had always kind of given me the creeps. But there isn't anything that I.