She is at end. You cannot get lost.?*The girl, stripped, was stretched out between two trees by thick coils of rope around her wrists and ankles. Da...k-haired and well-toned with feminine muscle, she tugged at the bonds, her body twisting against the restraints. She was standing, her arms and legs spread wide, leaving her most sensitive regions open and exposed. Her Mound of Venus bore the smoothness of freshly-shaved skin and a thick blindfold covered her eyes. Around her neck she wore a. She was tall and I guess you could describe her as willowy and in the heels we were looking eye to eye.Gob smacked the Brits say. I certainly was."I'm Teresa Flaherty," she held out her hand. "And you are?"Her hand felt so warm in mine. I might have imagined the spark that passed between us at the touch. I stood holding her hand not wanting to let go.Finally I did. The look of amusement was still there but also something else."Ah ... I'm David..." I'd almost forgotten my new persona. "David. As she stood by one of the open windows in the high rise apartment overseeing the sea, staring off into the distance, watching the clouds drift lazily in the sky dyed red by the setting Sun beyond the horizon. She was so enraptured with the beauty of the scenery and absorbed in her own thoughts that she failed to notice my return from work.I quietly stood by the door to her room observing her (still dressed in her school uniform) for a while. Given that I had not seen her since young, it was. It had also changed Mike Rankin, although that was probably a goodthing. From a 27 year old petty thief into a 19 year old collegestudent was not such a bad deal. Unfortunately Mike's wish referred tobeing in on the beginning. This had the effect of tying the magic backin on itself very near its beginning. Not quite at the very beginningthough, there was an offset by about a half day. What made the situation really bad was that the magic had become selftriggering. It no longer required.