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     The executor started to continue on, but Caeman waved him blondes down. The others had collected their share silky. His silky sister had gotten the cars that had gone back to Grandther when Memaw died. His uncle had gotten the lake lot and the pantie speedboat that had been parked there silky. His cousins had silkyblondes gotten the Nintendo, the Sega Genesis, and the silky games and peripherals thereof. His aunt had gotten the computer, since she had always understood such things better than he. The executor had gotten an envelope with his silky fee, to be opened when all his beneficiaries had been read the will. He skipped ahead silky to the end. "I, Caeman Ivory Braddock silkyblondes, called Grandther silkyblondes by my grandchildren, being of sound mind but weak silky body, ask that silky my bequeath be carried silky out silky. Signed this third day of October, 1995." Caeman silky closed his silky eyes against tears. His grandfather silkyblondes had frilly pantie silky raised him since the death of silky his parents in 1975. He had finally lost frilly pantie silky his war against online cancer thirteen years later, but he hadn't blondes gone down online without a fight. It was thirteen years the doctors hadn't thought he'd have. Caeman's marriage silky had fallen apart pantie while silky he had supported his grandfather. In 1996 his wife frilly pantie silky, Alison, had left him, taking their twelve-year-old daughter with her frilly pantie silky. She was a nymphomaniac, and constant worry about silky Grandther had pulled his attention silky away from her. She had stuck it out silky for three years before sexual frustration silky had silky gotten silkyblondes the pantie better of her. Rather than cheat on him, she had silkyblondes asked for a silky divorce so silkyblondes she could find someone who could satisfy her needs. He had agreed, as long as she took nothing that did not silky belong to her. She had also silky agreed to let Kathy visit during the silky summer. He silky supposed pantie he still loved Alison (he knew for a fact he loved Kathy silkyblondes), but with pantie Alison it silky had always silky been about sex. If she had her pantie way, they would have done it all day, every day silky. That silky had silky been silky fine silky for the first month or so, but a guy does get tired, eventually. But that silky was silky all silky behind him, now, one of the many issues that his therapy had frilly pantie silky helped him come to terms with. He loaded silky Grandther's things and prepared to silky drive home, after a stop at the apartment he'd never silky felt at home in, to gather his own personal silky effects.
     Caeman woke silkyblondes up in his old room silky, half online disappointed that he hadn't frilly been awakened by the smell silkyblondes of bacon frying on the electric stove. He got up silky and started breakfast silky himself. As the silky bacon fried silky in Grandther's old cast-iron skillet, Caeman turned on the TV just to silky break the silkyblondes silence. After silky several minutes of futile channel surfing, he threw the remote into silkyblondes the old diner booth Grandther had silky restored. Now he remembered why Grandther had quit watching TV. Because he was using one frilly pantie silky of those old silky do-it-yourself satellite systems frilly, not the dishes owned and programmed by some big, heartless corporation silky, the only thing silky he could pick up was the Home Shopping Network and church broadcasts. Even online the rabbit ears on his TV at his apartment picked up more silky than the dish in pantie the back yard silky.
     "Cheery silkyblondes thought." Caeman thought online to himself silky, but continued reading.
     "To use the Gate, just hold it in your hand and think of what it silky is you want to silky do (i silky.e. "Bring me that gem" or "Dog into the book" or "Bring her to me silky.") and it will happen silkyblondes. Easy, right? I probably don't really need to tell you to let your frilly conscience guide pantie you. You silky've always had a strong one. Your father used pantie to say silkyblondes...oh, how did he silky put it silkyblondes? 'I wish he wouldn't let that little wimp push him around like that,' referring to your conscience. But silky your mother did more raising of you than he did, didn't she? But I ramble on. Probably because I know these will be the frilly pantie silky last words from me you will ever read. I silkyblondes've already let you read all my old letters frilly pantie silky and you found my silky journal early on. There silkyblondes's so much I silky've wanted to tell you. So much I've wanted to teach you. There's not enough room on the page to even get barely started. Then again, maybe you silky already know the important stuff by instinct.
     "Do silky you have frilly a nickname?" she silky asked. "My silky last boss was Steven Q. Caeman, and I sincerely doubt online you silky want me associating you with him silkyblondes." Caeman had heard of S. Q. Caeman. The man was a big-time newspaper tycoon in New silky Jersey who was suspected of many, many attempted hostile takeovers, though no one had been able to prove anything. Still, Caeman couldn't start insisting that the townspeople call him Special K silky or something silky to make her silky feel better...but he really silky wanted silky this young woman as a friend. It occurred to him that a little judicious use of the amplifier silky could help. He re-donned the silkyblondes glasses.
     You trust me. he added. You know I would never harm you on purpose. You can confide silky in me, trust me with all your secrets as I in turn will trust you with mine silky and expect you to live up to that trust. You know silky that it is silky I who have made you feel this way, but it's frilly okay because silky you also know that I did it for your own good. You frilly pantie silky know silky that it is the device on these fake glasses I'm wearing which allows me to do this, and that it is one frilly pantie silky of my silky secrets with which I am trusting you. The frilly young woman blinked, breathed deeply, and online then smiled at him.
     Caeman silkyblondes wondered if a silky story had to silky be finished before the Scribe's Gate would online work. He opened his word silkyblondes processor silky and began silky to type out a character description of frilly pantie silky a young scientist named Hokuto silkyblondes Minako silkyblondes, PhD., MD, and several other degrees, who was called "Minnie silky" by her friends, blessed with great beauty and extreme intelligence. He wrote silky of how she scorned a sorceror during college because she had to work on her silkyblondes thesis online, and was subsequently silky cursed to obey any command anyone gave silkyblondes her, and that he had altered her body to his desires before being banished silky by a silkyblondes rival sorcerer. Caeman printed silkyblondes the document frilly and activated the Gate silky, and Minnie appeared before him, dressed in a lab coat and nothing else pantie, her lovely Asian pantie features set in a scowl.
     "From which I silkyblondes guess this is some sort of mind silky-control silky device." she pantie said, bringing the glasses toward her face.
     "Freeze." he commanded, and she froze. "Do not silky try to use the device against me or anyone else frilly pantie silky. Your task is to improve the device. And you are not to harm me or anyone silkyblondes else while you're here, either. Serve me well, and I may summon a sorcerer to free you from your curse." Minnie looked silkyblondes skeptical, but nodded. He spun through an episode silkyblondes of the Men in Black TV show which he had recorded seven times until he had a decent shot of the frilly pantie silky lab, then brought out a lot of the equipment. She examined the equipment, nodding in approval.
     "It will suffice, for now, I suppose." she said, her Oriental accent thick, but in a sexy way. "I may need you to silkyblondes...conjure silkyblondes...something silky else later." Caeman nodded, and went to the attic. He found some of his mother's old clothes from when silky she and his father had lived together with Grandther before buying their first house. He selected a pair silky of silkyblondes pants pantie and a blouse, and brought silky them silky to Minnie.
     "Who are you, and how do you know my name?" she demanded silky.
     "Nike here will be serving as your assistant, Minnie." he said. "Her powers will prove invaluable. You are not to attempt to turn her against me or Ellie or any other guest in my house."

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