Her head once again began to throb painfully, as she walked farther from Tharsas' room, and the cramps she had been ignoring forced their way through ...er mental restraints. Now nearly in tears from the pain, she hurried to her room to lie down.It took Tharsas six more long nights of study to learn the other two spells he had copied from his teacher's warded bookcase. Often he awoke deep in the night, face down on his desk, where he had fallen asleep from exhaustion.The first spell he had nearly. “Damn, I needed that,” she said, rolling off me. “Ugh, you’re leaking out of me ... can you pass me my bag?”I rolled to my side, and passed her sailing bag to her; she opened it and retrieved a small packed of wet wipes, cleaning her rather messy pussy.“I keep these with me no matter where we go now,” she said. “You never know when I will need them!”Once we had cleaned ourselves up, we got dressed, and continued back home. After dinner, Lisa told Fiona about our ‘diversion’ on the way. Okay, that was looking good for us. Unfortunately, the next batter popped up and was out with no advance of the runners. Well, only one out, so we had a good chance to score.The next guy up was our second baseman. Oh, dear God, please don't let him hit into a double play! By some crazy fluke, he bunted for a single, and the bases were loaded. The next one up was our lead-off man, and he was very good at getting on base, so our hopes were high with him. Well, the count went to three balls and. She should keep her mind and body occupied so she decided to hand wash her t-shirt. She did it with hot water and hang it on the shower. But she was feeling very uncomfortable walking topless in her apartment. It was arousing her too much and she wanted to cool down, so she grabbed her hair drier and used it to dry the t-shirt. She put the t shirt on a table, set the drier to max and started drying the shirt. Her arm was growing tired and the t-shirt was still very wet, so she decided to be.