The wind outside had picked up and it was whipping the tent flaps echoing with the thundering. “Get up on your knees little girl and look into my ba...l. See what it says and tell me it’s bullshit.”“How am I sup-”Madame cut her off, “Look and see.”“Hey, this doesn’t feel very fun anymore, I think we should go.” Harriet tugged on Lori’s shirt, but Lori knocked her hand away and got on her knees.“Come closer. Look and see.” Madame’s voice was low and sexy and she beckoned Lori forward.Lori looked. I tried to decide whether he was just oblivious to a bunch of people he knew and worked with – and their spouses - watching him fondle himself, or if he might actually be enjoying having an audience; I settled on the latter. Once freed, and circulation to his genitalia apparently restored, he stood straight and did a little twirl, I assume for our viewing pleasure once again. “Look at that! Smooth as a baby’s behind – am I beautiful or what?!” He couldn’t quite ignore the whistles and jeers.. When he had been drinking, he treated her differently — not the same as he had been when they first started going out or the first year of marriage. And the sex had taken on a rough and hurried tone.Jenna’s vision began to blur as tears built up. She could feel one trickle down her cheek as she talked.Cindy reached over with her right hand and gently squeezed Jenna’s left hand which she nervously kept rubbing along her thigh.Jenna wiped away the tear from her cheek as a sad calm moved over her. Now I know it's not a good idea to let hormones control a teenager, I was 17 and sex was something I have not encountered yet.I weaved a spell stating that whomever I touched would become an absolute babe and want to have sex with me for the rest of their life as my love slave. At the time I was stupid, naive and didn't realize quite what I had asked for. But I also didn't think it had worked because I didn't feel any different and, well, nothing special happened.I picked up the book carefully.