If you let that happen, you have only yourself to blame. The first thing you need to do is go get laid, then go get laid again. You're too good a man ...o let the bullshit get you down. Find yourself a real nasty slut. Then fuck her until you pass out. Clear you head and get on with your life." Fred said, sounding like a combination of friend, counselor and a little touch of drill sergeant. My weakness was embarrassing.I followed Fred's advice. I stopped drinking, started working out and screwed. ’ The girl paused over Yoled’s bed, watching him. The flit lay motionless in the moonlight except for the slow rise and fall of his chest. She touched his shoulder and gave him a gentle shake. Then a violent one that disturbed the covers. ‘Don’t!’ Eldrian hissed. ‘I have to be sure. The spell is only for people who are asleep because of head illness. It might do something else otherwise.’ She sat on the floor next to Yoled and started prodding him in the ribs. ‘Healing with sound magic is. “Now, feel where your crevice starts.”Anna knew this was something completely new. Touching her ‘dirty bits’ without any recoil from it. She felt the need to continue even before Mike instructed, “Trace your fingers along those outer lips. What does it feel like?”“Wet.” A plain fact, she thought.“Pleasant?”There was no doubt about that. And Anna told him so.“Much promise,” Mike enthused. “Don’t hesitate. Wriggle your fingers deep into that wetness.” Next second, Anna’s fingers were searching. "I don't think that would be very professional". She made an almost-pouty face. "I guess we can't hook up then" she said flirtingly. "It is your last day isn't it". I could give you the afternoon off.She smiled and looked away. We finished our dinner and walked out, close, our hands brushing together, then eventually hand in hand. As we walked out to the car, she looked me in the eyes. I knew that look, I leaned in and kissed her. I had been wrong before, she wasn't a repressed wild girl.