Well, without words anyway. But we both knew something was in the air. I did know, thank you Sullivan & Sullivan, that she wasn’t married. Despite t...e ink, she wasn’t the least bit butch. Of course neither was Vanessa and she was pure lesbian.For my purposes, for Plan B, I didn’t care if Anniston were gay or bi. Either one could work to my advantage. If she were interested. And that appeared to be so.Plan B was in my jacket pocket. A doctored thumb drive. Jesse told me, “Jump her air. ”Both Skye and I turned to look at each other, then back to Sir John.“Don’t worry girls, all you have to do is just stand there, or maybe sit or pose in some strange position. It all depends on the artist. He’s quite famous and sells pieces for a fortune.”From my experience as a human mannequin I knew that I could stand for ages without moving but I didn’t know how good Skye would be.“Just stand there and let people look at us? And we’ll be naked?” Skye asked.“Yes, that’s not a problem for you. Without my panties, but while still wearing my dress, I felt more exposed than if I were naked.Stephen, still kneeling in front of me, placed his right hand under my skirt on my inner thigh and looked up at me. I looked down at him, blushing deeply, I understood what he wanted me to do.I looked out through the window at the small crowd still huddled on the curb. They were visiting among themselves, and were not directly looking at me. I closed my eyes, too embarrassed to look out at them as I. I'd say by now that she has enough to last her about five weeks, maybe more. But Willow and the other witch-folk are having a hard time pinning down where she might be stashing it all.”“Well, at least we know the confusion spells we set up to hide them from magic detection are working.”“Willow's working on bringing the spells down but they were set up to work independently, so she has to do them one by one. It'll take some time.”“Time we don't have.”“Pretty safe assumption, yeah, what I'm not.