She wished she could see, but then decided it was better if she did this in the dark. She'd only done it once before in her whole life when her cousin...had talked her into it at a family reunion. She reached and found his stiff pole. Her hand stroked it several times, feeling the skin on the shaft move in ways that felt odd. It was loose! Dave's skin hadn't been loose like that. Her other hand went to feel the tip, and the realization hit her. He wasn't circumcised! The only one of those she'd. “Hmmm. That makes sense. There is a bit of truth to fire being equal across all things. It is powerful, yet doesn’t take sides against anyone. It cannot be swayed, nor can it be fully controlled. You just do what you can to give it what it needs and respect the power it has and what comfort it can give,” Korsa mused, thinking out loud.“That, dear lady, is exactly why the tribes do it! I don’t think I could have said it better myself!” Dagan complimented, as he set the kindling and ignited the. ”“Maybe it does, but we’re just not good enough to do it yet,” said Bobby.“No. When you willed me to stop worrying, you weren’t even trying, and it worked perfectly. That’s something else we learned. The wand works better for you than it does for me.”“You think so?”“I’m sure of it,” she said. “When I undid the curse on you, it took everything I had.”“It wasn’t a curse!” he insisted.“I’m just calling it that,” she said. “Let’s not get hung up about semantics.”“It’s not just semantics,” said. The black of the material caressing her contrasting starkly with the paleness of the rest of her. I say with no hyperbole she was the most adorable vision it has been my pleasure to witness. She knelt behind a tray covered in black silk upon which some intriguing shapes rested; her knees spread brazenly wide exposing her bright nether hair and lower lips (Which it seemed were already beaded with some excitement). I knew that all the other men and no doubt some few women 'mongst our lost.