Another idea struck me. “What about Raven?”“What about her?” she asked.“She’s a Magus too, right?”She nodded.“So, why couldn’t she s...ow me some magic?” I asked.“During your Initiation, your power would absorb any magic that’s cast.” Jordan shook her head. “No matter how powerful the Magus is, you wouldn’t see anything.”“Even if we didn’t have sex?” I asked, clarifying.She nodded.“Then why is sex necessary?” I asked. “If Raven could have fed my power without sex, it seems like it would have been. I'll let her come back when I'm done, unless I decide to keep her. What do you think of that, motherfucker?"Except for the self defense class I had taken, I never had a formal lesson in my life. But my buddy taught me a lot of tricks over the time we lived together. One of the classes he taught was adapted for handicapped people, especially the wheelchair bound.There was a whole set of moves designed to incapacitate an adversary from a sitting position, and he taught me most of them.I grabbed. "Ain't that crazy? I played with around with a lot of girls and now one does to me what I used to do to them."Riley was really down; I'd never seen him this way. "Tell Uncle Patrick all about. Maybe talkin will help you get over her."In my mind I was laughing at him a little. It was ironic ... he's the one hurting instead of some girl he left. Of course I couldn't say that to him. During our wilder days I'd left plenty of young ladies too; but I never promised anything but a good time. Riley. I held my left hand open, at my waist. She stiffened, and looked at me, angrily. I opened and closed my left hand once. I saw her training in Gorean customs had been thorough. But she never thought that such a gesture would be used to her. She came beside me, and a bit behind me, and, crouching, put her head down, deeply. I fastened my hand in her hair. She winced. Women are helpless in this position. Beasts of Gor, pg. 409 Heel?The slave goes to Master and kneels in nadu behind and to his.