" God, I'm so wet already," she said. She pulled a towel out of her gym bag and started to wipe off her arms and face. "I'm sorry for messing up your ...ar." "Mess it up all you like," I smiled. She caught my playful tone and turned her eyes to me again, and I could feel her giving me the once over. "Your first time, right?" she asked. "I don't remember seeing you in class before." "First time, yep. I'm officially a yoga virgin." She laughed, "Not anymore, right? How was it, anyway?" If I'm. The man kept talking. ‘The slut likes having her legs spread.’ He spoke a quick sentence I didn’t understand. But even I recognized it as fey magic. I jumped to feel the spell land on me, then started to pant, both excited and scared as I realized what he had done. He let go of my legs and I felt him settle back into the far corner of the couch.I tried to pull my knees and ankles together, but to no avail. He had _magicked _them apart as if an invisible metal rod was holding me spread. At least, she tried to, but her hands were too moist. It sort of worked at the second attempt. "I think I remember now, she said she was going, only I thought she meant tomorrow." No, it's tomorrow they come back!" Oh. I'd better come back when she gets home." She started to turn away then stopped when she was fully sideways. "But perhaps you could help me, Mr Devonshire?" she asked with her most dazzling smile. That part of her performance had been especially impressive when she'd rehearsed it. Or with cousins, like that. Brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews." Brothers and sisters?" Yeah, I guess. It happens, I guess." So, what do you think about it?" Oh, it started in ancient times, I think. There's a problem when there's too much of it and they have children. It gives birth defects if it happens a lot in families. Royalty in Europe had it a lot." What if it didn't ever involve having children, you know, just sex?" Well, I don't know, I guess that's up to the two people. As long as.