s*x magick was about to finally pay off for Amber. It was Wednesday evening, her scheduled night that week to work late as the acting manager of the Mapleview Department Store. Now 9:37pm, she let the last employees out of the building and then set the alarm so she could lock up.
For being only the middle of the week, Amber was exhausted and couldn"t wait to go home. It was as-if some mysterious energy drain was sucking the very life out of her. Maybe it was all those nights of strange, s****l rituals in the attic while desperately pining for Daren. Tonight, however, she only wished to change into her comfy pajamas and slip into bed.
Ah, but wishes are granted in the order they are made. And in recent times there were some serious wishes being made that were driven by strong emotions. Wh
