Again this was Gay Taylor, everyone in town knew that he was no trouble. He was welcomed into everyone home. He had a surfer boy style of long messy s...un bleached hair. While he tried to hide it, his lean fit body was clear under the tight clothes he always wore. “How are you today?” she asked as she hugged the usual visitor. Her firm tits pressing into his face.“I’m very good Mrs. Temple. Just here to help Claire. Again.”Jeanie smiled as Gay Taylor continued to hug her. She watched in pleasure. " Danica," he repeated with a smile. "My name, which I realize I have also not offered, is LaSalle. My apprentices are Fredrick and Antonio."Both men nodded when LaSalle called their names.Danica smiled when she looked at the men. Both were likely in their early twenties — and quite attractive. They both also fought hard to hide their anticipation at seeing her nude. Danica picked up on it, but she guessed that LaSalle was oblivious to his apprentices' reaction."I must leave immediately. I will. .. Basically, I guess you could saythat what I wanted to be was a real wizard class magician,and not some pretend magician want-to-be, who employsslight-of-hand techniques, and various forms of illusion todazzle, mystify and thereby entertain the easilybamboozled. "You see, ever since I was a kid, I've been enamoredwith magic. And, just so you know, when I say magic, I'mnot talking about the kind of stage magic you're used toseeing. Now, that's not to say that I don't like stagemagic, because I. No one pushed the boundaries, no one took advantage. Until one day ...Author's note: If this is your first time reading "Always, Abbie," please continue below. If you're familiar with her adventures, you might like the thread I'm currently focused on, which is called "Jake and Abbie Go to a Wedding." It's the longest story to date, and features extensive and varied scenes over the course of a wild wedding weekend. She was making small talk in the coffee room with a guy from work, Jake, and the.