"Later that night, bent over the kitchen table, her little knickers round her knees, she learned that it was no dream. After he felt her come, her tho...g dropped to the floor and he pushed her to the stairs, where he took her from behind again, she leaning forward, braced on the stairs.Then after a joint shower and wet sudsy love-making therein leading to a third orgasm for her, there was a romp in his bed when at last he came in her and she smiled a repleted smile. Then they slept, for she. Everyone, absolutely everyone, was staring at her quietly. Were they even blinking? She couldn’t see. It was all too blurry. But they were certainly staring. That much was clear enough. She stood, tears dripping from her eyes, shaking. Now she clutched her hands over her body, trying to cover her nipples and pussy. Her hair was everywhere,? scattered all over her head on the ride. She caught a blurry glimpse of her reflection in a plastic divider to her right as she glanced around, searching in. “It’s a code name for an ongoing operation,” Simon interjected.“By the Enforcement Office?” Sofya asked almost triumphantly.“No, Healing Magic,” Simon replied deflating her.“When will we be told of this operation?” Sofya asked.“When I’m good and ready,” Rowenna stated.“Yet Enforcement knows?” Sofya responded.“They provide security for all Council operations,” Rowenna replied. “They are not however an answering service.”“Indeed they are not,” Simon stated. “Mage Morgana answers to me on any. His wide, dark chest undulates with each intake of air. It is enough to make the women in the room experience a physical response. He is the maker of goosebumps, a sexually aroused man in his prime. Elijah steps around Neesha. He drops to his hands and knees and meets the glossy floor with the full length of his body. He rolls as though dancing, his feet almost touching her thighs, proud cock protruding (steady, thick and inviting). Like a circus tamer preparing for an act, Neesha watches him.