I had to stand in one spell circle, while Ftymsar stoodin another with his brazier and spell materials and the slave we wereworking on stood in anothe..., none of us wearing anything. I was alittle worried that the spell might interfere with the illusion, andI called Gurefkam on a secure line to check. But it held up fine.I spoke the parts of the spell Ftymsar coached me on, and stood therelistening to him and watching him work for a while, and then it wasover and we rested for half an hour. She carried no hair beneath a stomach that rippled with muscle like a warrior and her musk smell both beguiled and intoxicated. Flaxen locks tumbled upon shoulders of the whitest of marble and yet no face could be seen or at least explained as soft light emanated from within her. Only lips of the bloodiest red offered features that worldly description could apply. “I have watched these so many years as you blossomed and awaited my return” Her hand slipped silently over Sena and as it moved so. That public coming out had cost her more than a few friends, not to mention some of her family. I had stuck by her through the storm, even though it cost me a few friends, too.“Just doing what a friend is supposed to do,” I responded.“Unlike most of my other friends,” she pointed out, “And I do use the term loosely.”“Sometimes a crisis is when you realize who and what matters. To true friends,” I said, holding out my bottle.“Amen, honey,” she answered, clinking her bottle against mine.After. "I sat down on a chair across from him."So are we dating now?" he asked."Well, I can't keep pretending to myself that I'm not, you know..." Gay." Yeah. G-g ... Fuck." You don't have to say it." Thanks." So are we not seeing each other?" I don't know. I meant what I said last night, and I'd feel like shit if I couldn't see you." Then can we keep it secret?" How discrete is your family?" They won't say anything. I trust them." You're sure." They're my family." That doesn't mean much." It does to.