White magic is designed for the rhythmically-challenged and Nascar fans."She wasn't finished. "I can even use spells to help your acting career as I d...d for Clint Howard. You didn't think he succeeded purely on his rugged good looks, did you?" She was certainly making it difficult to kill her.Opening her door, strains of 'Witchy Woman' greeted us along with a bubbling iron cauldron sitting in the middle of a very active room. Present were two flamboyant young men, whom Mulva introduced as,. That's when I felt a rope being looped around my ankle.I tried to resist, but He held me in His iron grasp until I felt the knot bite into my flesh. God, I longed to watch, but I could see nothing. My hands were free — but, if I pulled off the blindfold, I would pay dearly for that disrespect. This may sound strange considering how much I needed His discipline, but part of the game is trying not to give him a reason to punish me. I wouldn't be whipped without cause. Unless He could find some. She ran her hands over my chest and then started down my stomach to the top of my jeans. She looked up at me like she was asking permission.I pulled her down onto the floor onto her knees. "Okay go ahead," I said. Kelly smiled up at me and began working on undoing my belt and unbuttoning my jeans. She got my jeans opened up and tugged them down to my ankles, holding them while I stepped out of them. She brushed the garment aside and looked up at the bulge pushing the front of my boxers out."Oh. .. I..." she said. "I wasn't ... I was just coming in to ... To get some things." ... Oh," said Jon. He wanted to ask why she was sitting wrapped in his blanket, but he didn't trust his voice at the moment."I didn't think you'd..." I, umm. I. I could go back."This sounded lame even to his own ears; the awkwardness of it cost them another minute of fumbled silence."I guess ... Next time I should, umm, call, or—" No, no, it's, it's, um. It's fine. I mean, you live here too. I wouldn't..."He saw.