" I agreed."We'll need some practice first." Practice?" I inquired."Shagging," she laughed. "We need loads more practice."“Anyone up there?" A voice...called, interrupting us.We looked at each other, having recognised Julie's shout.“Julie!" Annie yelled and ran down to unbolt the gate for our friend.She looked as pretty as ever as she bounded up the steps and kissed me."Are you better?" I asked and she nodded.“Yeah, it was just a twenty-four hour bug. I'm fine now; fine and horny. Anyway, why. She almost lost her balance before Tricia stood up and started removing her tennis shirt. Sandra quickly followed, lifting her shirt over her head. They stripped off all their clothes in frenzy before collapsing onto the bench opposite mine, wrapping their legs around each other and kissing each other like wild lovers. As they writhed about, I saw that Tricia was neatly shaved, expect that she had a perfect little jet black landing strip whereas Sandra was completely bald. When Tricia turned. I mean, who had heard of the place until she wrote about it?”“Yeah well at least we were a bit exclusive then.”“I don’t remember reading anything about joints and blow jobs,” ventured Angie.“You’ve made my point Angie. The point being that we do the same things as all other kids our age: smoke dope, make out, smoke cigs behind the bike sheds...”“Yes, but you learn magic too, don’t you?” Challenged Angie.“Well yeah, we do all that stuff, but after an afternoon with Professor Sprout you just give. As for myself,I didn't know what I was. Tired, exhausted, spiritually wrung out, a managain, and thinking, just probably, that might be okay--though I didn'thave any idea what might happen next time I saw Marcus again.Part 13: EpilogueI had been invisible walking into the palace. In a different way I wasinvisible walking out. Nobody knew Winterhorn, nobody cared who thisunknown man was, nobody knew I had just defeated their queen and turnedtheir lives upside down forever. It felt terribly.