When the song is over, I'm more than ready to continue with the night. I tell you to lift your skirt and play with yourself while I watch. You do, alm...st shyly. Your excitement at this point is winning over your fear of what's happening. Your fingers slide over your pussy, wet and slick due to the lack of pubic hair. You spread your lips and your fingers run over your clit. You keep one finger there, circling around the hard little nub that feels so good. You start to whimper and moan as you do. “Speaking of the Magic Council, why haven’t we heard from them? There hasn’t been a word from them since they sent me to locate Max in Atlanta. Why haven’t I thought of them before now?” she asked, confused. Paddy and I just looked at her for a number of seconds before answering.“I have no idea. Perhaps they are waiting to see how we handle things,” I finally said after considering what to say.“Maybe, the Council has always been a bit mysterious and slow to interfere with our lives, but you. "Nicole smiled back and asked if I was serious about tennis? I said that I would love to play but hadn't brought my racket. I was going to go out after lunch and pick up some equipment so they would be available for whoever wanted to play while staying at the condo. I asked if she had one with her and she said no. I was going to pick up four and some tennis balls so I told her I also had her covered. It was still before lunch so I decided to run out and get them so that maybe we could play. "Maybe your Perfect Girlfriend's body makes you want to come, instead of compelling you to," Leslie suggested sheepishly."Yeah, that's probably a good idea," Dan responded, finally having put two and two together in his post-nut clarity, but losing the battle with himself to not open his eyes again as the thought of his girlfriend's irresistibly sexy body compelled him to look at her once more. As he did so, however, he was glad to discover that he no longer felt an orgasm building.