What was looking back at me was perfect.I wore a wig that somewhat matched the color of my natural hair, a more natural color lipstick to fit my compl...xion, and a string of pearls of course. I wasn't after guys, but had heard that women go nuts for a man in a skirt. I was about to put that to a test.I took a cab to my friend's apartment to somewhat conceal myself from wandering eyes, but alas, when I got out even in the steps to his building I still got heckled by a few couples who catcalled. I don’t know if He was bachelor or separated..Even though we met several times, but I was never sexually attracted, though I often fantasized being in bed with him. Only yesterday during one of his farewell dinners where all senior executives and their wives were invited I had met him again. He would greet everyone with shaking hands and as their custom is, he would kiss on the cheeks. I also shook hands with him and he kissed me on my cheeks murmuring in my ears, “you are so sweet … Vinod is. Neither of us agreed with the way the sorcerer’s guild ran the great coalition of wizards. They tried to control wizards’ meddling in the affairs of other people, and said we should only practice magic for higher purposes. My teacher, on the other hand, often took assignments if the pay and cause was good enough. No customer was too poor or too rich. Once I saw him accepting a loaf of bread for restoring a poor woman’s burned house. Another time he demanded a year’s pay for aiding a jealous. She was wearing a completely sheer, black bra that made the top look enormous. Before I had much time to react to the heavenly vision, she slipped her hands under her short skirt and wiggled herself out of her satin panties; tossing them next to her discarded top.She said, “Ah, so much bettar. I can breathe again!”I asked, “Are you ok to clean again now?”Char-rie said, “I yem fin cleaning for today.”Disappointed, I said, “Oh, well: thank you for your services, Cha-rie. You were.