Shit, he wasn’t even naked yet and you were already wet. “Take them off,” he says, and you realize he’s referring to his pants. You grit your ...eeth and try to concentrate on the task, when really all you want to do is crawl under the bed and hide. “Do it,” he orders. You take a deep breath and quickly undo his belt, then the button, but you have some difficulty sliding the zipper down around his bulge, so he takes control, but then has you slide his pants down. Helping Tom step out of them, you. But..." Wonderful! Anyways, Amy I meant no offence. Of course I would start working under you, but I see that as only short term."SHORT TERM??? What the hell? This girl wants everything now doesn't she? What ever happened to patience and hard work?"Short Term Mrs Stevens?... I mean Monica? Just to let you know I worked for many many years to get to this position and I..." Amy, I really don't know why it took you so long to move up the ranks, and I don't judge, but I am simply too talented to. Let the records say that it was your choice.Honestum mori," I said, drawing back my blade. It was customary to givethe final words of the Magisters to those sentenced to death by the law;honestum mori, die with honor.Her muscles tensed, and I raised my sword. She jumped, and I swung. Witha screech of pain, her left arm fell to the floor with a thud as shehunched over, clutching a cauterized stump."Last words, vampire?" I asked, raising my blade."Yes. Take him!"My adrenaline surged as I leapt to. We spent a lot of time doing past exams papers, working out what to expect. By the eve of the first exam, I was convinced that Sophie was as prepared as she could possibly be. She, on the other hand, wasn’t quite so sure. ‘I’m nervous as hell,’ she told me before she left my house. ‘That’s perfectly normal.’ ‘But it’s not very good for me, is it?’ ‘Yes, it is. I’d be more worried if you weren’t nervous. Being nervous will get the adrenaline pumping, and that will keep you alert and on top of.