Early Experimenting

Dominic was stapling sigils up on the four walls of his room including the downward sloping roof, he had drawn the sigils from the book on printer paper, then made a trip down to the basement and kitchen. Dominic dodged Cynthia Kearsly and her daughters, his step sisters Clarissa and Katrina Darow. Timing it correctly Dominic easily avoided his thirty-seven year old step-mother, her age something that his father noted pleased him when on a visit home from field offices and facilities, Dominic's father being forty-five. Dominic stopping in the kitchen gathered an old bottle of rum left over from some holiday a few herbs and spices, then headed to the basement. Below the main house Dominic rustled up the staple-gun, bottle of glue for a temporary hold on the floorboard, a brown haired off-brand Barbie type doll and some mason jars.

At the time Dominic was hanging a code strip of sigils above his door two jars sat under the slant of the roof. Both jars contained layered murky liquid though of slightly varying sickly color. In one the doll hung suspended, in the other a pile of change rested at the bottom. The Barbie stew was supposed to make him generally more appealing to the fairer sex.

After the signs were hung and everything fermenting Dominic went to bed in preparation for the grind of his Internship at PharmaTechLine. PharmaTech was a varying three , four day a week obligation. Dominic was at the end of his Bachelors degree at twenty-four, preparations had begun on his Masters program. The Internship at a phone bank rather than lab or pharmacy was an issue Dominic was a bit aggravated with the school about.

In the morning Dominic arose set his coffeemaker in motion, then took a sip of each jar as prescribed by the text as read. On sipping from the coin jar Dominic had an image of looking up his own nose in his minds eye. The strange view sensation was less noticeable when he took a sip of coffee with a partial dropper of both jars in the cup. Dominic finished a second mug while snacking a protein bar, then popped an Altoid.

On Dominic's descent to leave he stopped on the second floor put a dollar coin and dime in Katrina his eighteen year old step-sister's room, or eighteen and a half as he heard her say just about a month ago. A penny, nickel and dime in Claire his twenty-two year old step-sister's room. Finally a quarter and nickel for Cynthia's master-bedroom.

After that Dominic rolled out the cul-de-sac. On arriving at PharmaTechLine, Dominic met a flurry of compliments from a range of fellow employees, helping the morning pass a little quicker. Dominic was lucky most his lunch overlapped with Samantha his violet haired friend from university. Unlike Dominic Samantha did have a regular hourly job in records. Samantha naturally had to tone down her goth fashion taste even if the hair, dark-rimmed glasses and occasional little flexing choker might suggest it. Dominic made sure to voice early his agitation was not due to Samantha but rather impatience on one of those days he'd rather not be there.

Getting lucky again Dominic was able to clock out at four, he headed for a grocery store and bought run of the mill cooking supplies. A trip by a hardware type store for a lock-box sleeve-safe for the book, then Dominic went home. After rolling in the driveway a bit after six Dominic proceeded to his attic sanctuary and began preparing mixes. For the concoctions Dominic used a expensive chemistry set but a decorative mortar and pestle. The chemistry set and the pestle setup were gifts from Dominic's often absent father or rather the chemistry set was a present, the mortar and pestle were part of wrapping for a game console.

Dominic leaned back smoking grass as a herb and spice blend he prepared burned in a dish releasing a pleasant fragrance that wafted through the house. Dominic would occasionally pick up and shake a cigar tube filled with hair from the second floor shower-jacuzzi drain, now mixed with a few catalysts. The ladies of the house used the second floor shower and for that reason Dominic used the first floor shower, bit of a slog but always available.

Opening the book Dominic fixed his gaze on a test pattern type image on a page after focusing on it for nearly a minute he looked up at his computer screen. As had happened a number of times with Dominic through the day he saw in his mind's eye a view from the coins but this time it transferred to his computer screen. Recalling where he left which coins Dominic figured dime, quarter and dollar transmitted an image, playing with volume he associated pennies with sound. Dominic spent a little while adding definition to his abs and a bit more bulge to his forearms by incantation not anything requiring real effort. Then with a basting brush Dominic bought, anointed his penis with a substance the consistency of honey but with a maple syrup base since the book implied the more local the more potent.

Liking Kat the most of the women he lived with, Dominic gave her some new memories of him tending her scrapes after trips to the woods or playground mishaps.

Even though Dominic snacked the whole time after work, he secured the book in it's new case and went to the kitchen to microwave a dinner. After the meal but still being on the first floor Dominic took a shower being careful to avoid the syrup. Then back-up to the attic where Dominic fed the jars with some higher proof rum he purchased and the change from shopping. Then Dominic used the half-bath by the attic door to brush his teeth, rinse his mouth, before checking on the book once more and going to bed.