1. The Young Wizard--Part 4


    Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Death, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    help. I’m sure they know a lot about your family history. Go back at least to your great-grandparents if you can. When you have it, come back right away.” I had no idea what was going on but I figured it must be important. I ran home, grabbed a pen and some paper and cornered my father. I told him it was for a special school project I was assigned over the summer. He gave me everything he could from his side of the family. Then I went to see my mother. She had actually done some genealogical work online. She showed me what she had. I copied it and ran back to Jeremy’s house. I handed Jeremy’s mother the sheet. She began pacing again. This time it went on for almost two hours. When she stopped she faced me and a smile came to her face. “I know now why you can receive the telepathy, MP. Your great, great, great grandmother on your mother’s side…” she paused before continuing, “was a witch! That’s what took so long. Jeremy’s grandfather had to go through volumes and volumes of records. So here’s the answer to your question. You qualify—barely—as a witch. No amount of training will make you a full-fledged witch, but so far as being with Jeremy, his grandfather says it is OK!” “Can I go to him? I know he needs me.” “Yes, MP, I can send you. We don’t use brooms anymore, you know. Now we use teleportation. It’s faster and much safer. Do you want to pack a bag before I send you?” “Mrs. M, somehow I don’t think I’m going to need much in the way of clothes. I just need to tell my ...
    parents I’m going. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Chapter 4 Back at the mountain cottage I never fell into any kind of routine. I’d get up in the morning and have a small bite to eat then I’d cry for an hour or so, stop for a while then cry some more. I was in the deepest despair I’d ever known. One afternoon I was sitting on the stump asking God why I was destined to be alone. What had I done to deserve this? I’d lost MP and then Mandy. I was going to be alone forever. “No, you’re not, Jeremy. You’re never going to be alone again. I’m going to be with you always.” I looked around. I knew I hadn’t heard anything so was it telepathy? Suddenly, out of the blue, I felt a hand on my shoulder. “No, Jeremy, you’re never going to be alone again.” MP leaned over to kiss my cheek. “And, don’t tell me to go away because I’m moving in.” “Huh?” “It’s a long story, Jeremy, but the bottom line is that we can be together. It turns out one of my ancestors was a witch. Your grandfather says we can be together. Remind me to give him a huge kiss when I finally meet him.” “But, MP, you’re moving in? Where?” “To your--oops--I mean our room. When I told my father I was coming here to be with you and why he called me a slut and threw me out of the house. That’s OK with me. I’d much rather be your slut than his little girl. Your mother immediately invited me to live with you. I think she’s going to make the room bigger and get a bigger bed, although I doubt we really need one. I’m going to be closer to ...
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