I use to lay in bed waiting for him to go to sleep. Once he did I would get up get my cloths that I had hidden, get dressed real sexy and sneak out th...e back door. I’d wear my high heels, silk stocking, a nice wig that I saved up for, and I had this real tight dress I would wear. It was so tight I could bearley walk in it. I could only take little steps. Each night I went out I walked a little further, till one night I made it all the way down to the boulevard 5 blocks away. I was just about. " Great," muttered Faoril. She gripped a vial of cum in hand, ready to down it and unleash her magic.I moved at a light jog, the horses cantering behind me. Their hooves thudded in the grass, their bridles jingling and saddles creaking. The horses neighed, complaining about the pace but still steadfast and obedient to their owners.The eagle ghosted above us. The shaman knew not to close the distance. I occasionally caught snatches of her magic on the wind when it shifted directions. The sun. We went outside in a lightly dim alley by the bar and he unzipped his pants, shoved his hand down the right side of his pants and pulled out what looked to me as a fucking donkey dick, that shit looked really black, burnt black and I turned away walking off “scared huh?” he said “I’m not scarred, its just…” “just what?” he asked grabbing my hand pulling me back, I didn’t stop him from pulling me, and he took my hand and placed it on his dick. “I know your type” he whispered in my ear “but don’t. She wasn’t too happy.””Really?” Deborah asked, not quite believing his story. “And what did Robert have to say about you spying on him?””Oh he loved it! It was actually his idea. He liked performing.”Deborah just shook her head at Raymond. “Did it stop in high school, or do you still spy on him and Amy?”Raymond should have seen this trap coming, he knew he was going to get in trouble somehow.”Absolutely Not!” he replied emphatically. “I haven’t done anything like that in years! You know I.