"No Mel. Not today. I still need to think about this."Mel's frustration returned. She hated stubborn people. "Okay, Gloria.How about lunch today? ...'m buying." She could always convince her overlunch.Gloria was tempted, but she knew that Mel would only spend the entiremeal trying to talk her into doing exactly what she didn't want to do.And she really wasn't ready to make that decision yet... with or withoutMel. "Not today, Mel. I... I can't do lunch today."Mel was disappointed. She was. There is nothing left. I have seen it in my scrying, the town empty, abandoned."Those charms Madeleine has been making, the leather chokers, they will protect us. The stone keeps the soul from harm, it holds the soul to the body, it prevents the demon from touching us, it blinds us to her enchantments. But Madeleine is only young, Penn, and I am getting older. It cost me so much to make the choker charms, I cannot do it any more. I have left all of the protections to her to make, I just do not. "So, what is it you want, Billy?" she asked her brother. He moved towards her. He took a breath before speaking, and cleared his throat."I want to talk to you, Cindy," he said, trying to hide any sign of emotion, but inwardly his blood was racing, both from anger at her, and from the returning wave of lust as he saw her gorgeous naked body. It was harder to disguise the lust of course, with his cock standing stiff and throbbing wildly as he watched her."Yeah, well, what do you want to talk. Never let your look be an accident. Always consider its effect. You may choose to ignore that, dress as you please because it pleases you, but be aware even that has an effect. How much humiliation will a slave feel if his Mistress wear old jeans and sweater – not even bothered to intimidate him with heels and leather? Hmm?”“A shame,” Fara chipped in, “I was quite looking forward to putting on something like that.”“That can be too, Miss Fara. I am not saying you should not choose such clothing,.