-just a form of shift-adjusting, not much different than the healing she had taught the dream outlier, in exchange for his skills in return.Dealing in...dreams with outlier entities is chancy, if potentially rewarding, and luckily he had been an enthusiastic if naive dabbler and not some vampiristic power predator.Part of her own rite-of-passage into personal power was somehow fighting off a mental siphoning attack by a parasitic sort of power collector, and in fact defeating them, and. I was not surprised that she would pick a guy that looked like he did. Looking back at it, he was a good looking guy, and someone I'd probably could have been friends with had he not been fucking my wife. We talked for a while, before my wife asked if we wanted something to drink.Kenny and I each asked for a beer and my wife had a glass of wine. When we were on our second set of drinks, my wife asked if I'd go get her another bottle of wine.The store was only about 10 minutes away, so I got up. ~O~I never realized just how cruel Damien could be. He touched me, right in front of my parents! I’m mortified. No one else has ever done that to me – of course, I’ve masturbated before. But this…At least he isn’t mad at me. He probably isn’t planning on telling my parents because then I can just tell them what he did during dinner. Or would they even believe me? It’s been almost a week since that particular night. I suppose Damien is quite done with me.I sat at the. "When we get to Jamaica, I'mgoing to drink Red Stripe until I puke! Where's the money?" He waited,then turned an eye on his brother. "You did save the money, didn't you?" It was the money or you two," Roger said. "You'd be fucking dead if Ihad thought of it first." So we get nothing?" We're alive, and we aren't in jail." So we fucking get nothing." Vince stood, stalking over to the table. Hesnatched up a handful of grapes, stuffing them in his mouth. "I don'thave the thanks of a grateful nation.