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Sesso paranormale

... put the lab coat on, but then offered it to Vanessa. As much as he enjoyed seeing her in the tight dress he knew she was cold. A smile spread across her face as she slipped it on."We need to go to the lake, and I'm not sure how much things have changed between here and there," she explained as they walked briskly through the graveyard.In fits and starts Vanessa became aware of Danica's knowledge of the town, and how things had changed. It was difficult to not stop and be in awe of the modern world. The lights were so much brighter, the cars so much faster and the streets so much wider. It didn't matter; the route to the lake was the same. From the cemetery they took First Street until it intersected with Main Street.Then it was less than two miles to get to the lake, two miles in some of the least comfortable shoes imaginable. She looked back at Stanley; he was stroking his cheeks, no doubt missing his rather impressive handlebar moustache he had worn after the military made him shave off his beard."Why are we going to the lake?" he asked, easily matching her brisk pace with his long strides."It's where we fell in love," she replied.She was right, he recalled, it had been a moonlight night at the lake when he had fallen for her, and it was his second favorite memory of the lake. His favorite had been a few months later when they had gone skinny dipping. He wasn't sure how it fit into her spell, but if it meant spending more time together he wasn't going to argue with ...

... her."We... we need to be together again before sunrise," she said. There was no way to tell him what needed to happen. In the simplest terms he needed to prove himself worthy of being with her, but it would take more than just affection or kindness. If they were to be together he needed to be strong, if he wasn't the power of her magic would drive him insane, or worse. Stories of white witches falling in love, and then being betrayed by men had been told over and over. It was possible that they would be happy together, but it was also possible the relationship would end badly. In her case the risks were even higher because she didn't have family or a coven to watch over her. When things went badly it was almost always the same. The man would be corrupted by the power of magic, turn to the black side and kill the witch to steal her powers.Most of the time he would be hunted down by the dead witch's coven, but she had none. She tried to clear her head of those thoughts. Stanley loved her, and he was strong, which brought up an entirely different concern. As they hiked through the city she was reminded of the limits of a physical body. The aches and pains she felt were not just from the long walk in uncomfortable shoes. There were other muscles that were sore from being stretched and battered in new ways. This wasn't her body, and with Danica's spirit absent Vanessa knew she would have to decide what her niece would find acceptable. The question was how her limits would match up against ...