She didn’t recognise the handwriting, and she slit it open to find out who it was from. Rick! Heavens, she thought, here go my good resolutions. Wit... all the willpower she could muster she had driven his image from her mind, but the letter undid all that in half a sec’. Her ambivalent feelings crowded back straight away. Was or wasn’t he someone she’d wanted for a long time? Anyway, the concert sounded nice, and he promised to drive her back afterwards. She certainly couldn’t envisage him being. But the words you used..." the girl sputtered. "The language! Good heavens."Genuinely puzzled, Caitie asked for an explanation that the poor girl could scarcely give. To do so would require her to speak certain words she'd never spoken out loud in her life. "Well," she whispered, "words like ... cunt," she said in a barely-audible voice, "and ... and ... and ... fucking!" Having said the word she just turned beet red and could say no more.Realizing for the first time what Sheila was saying,. .. in fact, much of it did feel quite good to him ... but frankly, he was just bored. And after Edgar’s fourth round, which had gone on and on for an hour and a half as the older man tried desperately to fuck another orgasm out of himself, Matt was getting pretty sore too. At least he’d talked Edgar into untying his feet after the first time, and switching from both hands tied to just having one handcuffed to the bedpost. In exchange for that relief, he had to agree to suck Edgar’s cock and do. It is not in my programming. You see, the card was..." Computer!" I snapped. "Never give away the trick!" There was a moment of silence."Ah. I see. I beg your pardon, Hero." Trick?" said Seph. "I see now. That's why you called it magic." She started grinning."It's called sleight of hand. Or prestidigitation. Or legerdemain. I do it to entertain people, including myself. I don't do it to frighten beautiful, intelligent, loving ... trusting ... blue-eyed ... blonde..." I lost track of where I was.