In a split second, Olga was back to normal. At least, the old hag was back. She did not give any notice to the men scuttling away from her. She was interested in Vino...
"Hello, Vino! Are you in there?" She peered at the large mirror. She thought she saw Vino being sucked in the mirror.
She was startled when several zaps hit the glass from within. She realized Vino was indeed inside the mirror.
"Ti hi hi hi hi! I defeated you, didn't I? I defeated the arrogant Vino Blanco! Ti hi hi hi hi!"
"Let me out of here!" he instructed her sternly.
"Ti hi hi hi! I will, my lord!" Olga sniggered triumphantly. She waved her wand. The mirror was reduced to card size. She placed the mirror inside her pocket. The broom had its green aura again. "Broom, get me to my home now!"
Olga was exhausted by the time she reached her home. It was built when she was small. Her father built it on the thirteenth century. He was killed accidentally by hunters. Tania and Ol
Ram kept cramming until his stuff was chucked into her. Olga felt full to the brim."W-wait! Ungh! Oh! Uh!" She adjusted her busted butt against him but he was impatient. He held her on the hips firmly and started to stab her."Oh! Uh! Ram! Ram!" At first, she was in pain. She winced every time he slammed.
Vino combed his long hair in front of the handheld mirror. The shiny black strands were the same length. He also tied it back when he got ready for the party last 1820. It was 2020 now."Two hundred years!" He refused to be clutched down by depression again. He did not know whether he was alive or dead. Did he exist? Yes and no.Vino could use his magic inside the mirror. He conjured up a house that he had admired. He completed the amenities. He filled the dini
Ivana was the elder sister of Brie. She was twenty-eight years old and Brie twenty-six. Both were unmarried and had a dozen ex-boyfriends. She did not know what was wrong with Brie but she knew what was wrong with her.She wanted a rough lover. Why not? She made love tempestuously.One ex-boyfriend once said to her: 'Ivana, you make love intensely. You will do as mistress only. Definitely not the marrying type!'
I want that woman!'Zac Logan was restless when he could not see the woman."Ivana! What shall we cook for dinner?" the soft-spoken woman enquired."We'll have garlicky fried rice and spam!"
Brie was brushing her hair in front of the mirror. She was looking at herself critically. She was a homebody and an introvert but she was game for any adventure, especially when she was with her half-sister, Ivana. She was shy to talk about sex but ready to do an experiment."Oh, but that's my secret!" She winked at herself in the mirror.Her hands lifted her breasts. They were a bit large. Her nipples were pink and very sensitive. Her hips were slightly rounde
"D-don't you have anything to cover yourself? It's cold!" Ivana fanned herself. She contradicted her statement.Zac Logan had long hair. He was very tall. His body was lean and pure muscles. His wide shoulders and hairy chest looked strong and tough. He was fiercely handsome."I have no clothes here."
Brie processed the information haltingly. Her brain performed the simple task of understanding like a slow computer.'Hello?' Vino was tired of waiting."Uh, you said you've been there since 1820...?"'Yes.'
"Welcome to my humble abode, Ivana." Zac showed her his cave. There was a sort of bed, made of straws and twigs. The light was provided with a small fire by the entrance. "Now that I'm human again, I'll improve this bed.""Oh, it's okay. We can still sit here," Ivana said soothingly.Zac was fast. He spread her father's jacket on the straws. "It is itchy, to say the least."