The thought of spending another hour with the handsome doctor was appealing to Kerri. However, she had planned on heading to the gym for an early work...out so she decided to reschedule. Kerri innocently flashed her eyes at Dr. Mason. ‘I’m pressed for time, so I’ll have to schedule a follow-up appointment for the treatment.’ Dr. Mason was disappointed in her response. Usually his charm and wit along with the hypnotic atmosphere of his office, kept the girls on edge and wanting more. He was. "Certainly, Mr. President!" Gwyn told him in that honey smooth voice that she used when someone excited her sexually."If you will all move closer together, we will be back in the conference room in a second," I told them as the four of us joined hands and Gwyn cast the transfer spell and its glyph with a flourish before adding all of our Magic to it. The valley of the battle snapped out of existence, and we reappeared in the conference room an instant later."Very impressive!" President. When he finally managed to get the hide off, it had several holes in it where the knife had slipped, and there were little bits of meat hanging from it in many places. He had no idea what he would do with the hide – he hadn't gotten that far in the book – but the author had been emphatic about a survivalist saving everything.Despite what the author of the book said, he wasn't going to save the liver and heart, or anything inside the animal. He didn't like liver, and he certainly wasn't going to. My wife was now asleep and I sat up and looked down at her naked body; she always slept naked now. It wasn't just the sex, I rationalized, although fucking great, it was the control I had over her. I could make her do anything I wanted, at first she might baulk a bit but as time went on she just did it. When I had collated all that in my mind then it no longer matter if she fucked this guy or that, the point was she was doing it because I told her to.Things changed after that night, I still.