Or, if he does want to continue kissing arse, I can supply him with some. One of these days Crispian. One of these days.Yes, I like to beat boys. Not ...in the "I'm a woman so I will put you in your place" kind of beating. But the "HEAVENLY BITCH VENUS!! I'M GUSHING MY CUNT OVER HIS SCREAMS WHILE I TENDERIZE HIM LIKE THE PIECE OF MEAT HE IS" kind of beating. I don't know where I got it from. But there seem to be lots of people like me out there. If the videos and the smut stories are anything to. No fibbing.’ Sarah and I exchanged glances. ‘Alright, Mike,’ she replied, her voice unnaturally bright with emotion. ‘One question from the Big Guy.’ ‘Thanks. I need to know. Are you really naked?’ I didn’t know what to say. Sarah did. ‘Not completely, Mike,’ she anwered. ‘But we’re pretty close.’ ‘How close?’ ‘Our jeans are unzipped. My shirt is almost off. Mindy’s hand is in her panties.’ The fact that Sarah had the presence of mind to keep up the Mindy facade somehow saved me from felling. By then, my little cupcake will be all grown up, and in graduate school, if my hopes for her pan out. What if she realizes then that the favor of her faculty advisor is worth currying, and she arranges to allow the forty-year old lesbian to dine between her thighs upon her clean-shaven muffin?The more I thought, meditated, and masturbated about it, the more I realized that this busybody feminist academic, admittedly mythical and yet so vivid in my minds' eye, might cause both my daughter and me. Who's to say what the glass will be used for? Knowing this doesn't make the magic unsafe, it is all in the way that people use it. This is why the schools have to be created, to ensure that the magic is used safely and to act against those who would misuse the craft." I said again.The prosecution counsel rose to his feet. "And who gave you this right to act as judge jury and executioner?" he asked me.I created a fireball and made it circle me, "This power did. This power and the knowledge of.