Had some nightmares again. Woke up in the middle of the night. Wish I’d had someone in the bed with me – it would have been nice to cuddle someone after – but it is what it is, I guess. Come morning I am up and ready to go jogging with Danielle. During one of our breaks, I ask her if she knows yet if she’s managed to get pregnant or not, and she says she isn’t. Chat a little about random things before finishing our route and heading home.
When we get back to the house, we drag Scott with us out to the cabin, just to get him off his ass and away from video games (he ends up bringing his portable anyway). We stop by the new age shop Donovan had shown us for me to get some supplies, and meanwhile Danielle heads across the street to a medical supply place and comes out with a couple of massage tables. Raph had dragged Gabe out, despite him (Gabe that is) feeling under the weather (probably due to the blood loss). Scott and Gabe stay outside on their portables while we work (Scott refuses to come inside, claiming there’s too much negative energy – in fact, he’s been bitching about it since we asked him to come with us). Backtracking slightly – Danielle gave me a deep tissue massage while we waited for my brothers to arrive.
Before we get started, Raph pulls out a cloak and reached under his shirt for a necklace that looks all to familiar to me – just like Anthony’s, in fact. I grill Raph about whether it is or not, and learn that Raph learned from him; that the necklace was a gift for being his best student. I also learn that Anthony moved out to Arizona, which would explain why I haven’t seen him around. Raph and I start with the house, then move to the property itself, getting back in time to hear Gabe ask about being an alt for the Iron Kitties.
Now that the property has been cleansed, Scott is willing to get his massage from Danielle (she is really good, by the way). During his massage his phone rings and I answer, talking to her for a little bit before giving the phone over to Scott. I don’t remember how it came up, but the subject of the video he took last night came up, then h e asked Sandy if sometime she would be open to a threesome! My brothers yell nope several times over, take the phone from him, and end up deleting his call and recent message history. Meanwhile. I text Sandy with the details of how Scott came to be filming me so she doesn’t freak out.
We all head out to a Chinese buffet after Scott’s massage and things are put away and tidied up before heading our separate ways. When we get home, Donovan is up. We talk a little, and he asks if we forgot his no alcohol rule. I confess that the boys brought some over last night, and he asks if that was all. Scott confesses that there is a bottle of whiskey in his room, and Donovan thanks him for being honest (having discovered it on his own, apparently), then discusses Scott’s drinking problem with him.
I am then handed a list of things to get for the house, and am told it doesn’t need to be tonight, but since I am not doing anything anyway I head to the store. While at the store, I run (literally) into Ben, and the two of us talk a little. He invites me to a coffee shop after we finish our shopping, so that I can tell him what’s been bothering me lately (he’s an intuitive one). Talk about my Dad, and he’s willing to heal my Dad in exchange for faith from my coven. He has a plan to represent the Horned God in order to get them to believe. I readily agree to it.
When I get home, I find that Sandy is over, along with her roommate Tasha. Tasha is being loud, brash and annoying – even going to far as to call me a tramp. Once I get things brought inside, I walk up to her and simply tell her to shut up – by trying to use my ability in Dominate (like Donovan does, only less advanced). Donovan is impressed by this. Tasha eventually catches a cab home, and Donovan departs for parts unknown.
Scott takes this opportunity to show Sandy the video he took. She refuses to let anyone talk to or interrupt her as she watches, and afterward she is horny as hell, and offers the chance at a threesome. Take her up on it, though we don’t make it to the bedroom. The whole ordela lasts maybe an hour, and I don’t let Scott penetrate me (that would just make things really awkward, I think). I bask in the afterglow, feeling that this is my place, that I shouldn’t be ashamed, shouldn’t restrict myself. Be more open, which is what I preach to begin with. Enough for now, I’m headed to bed.