She usually had something to say. Now, however, I was being treated like I had done something wrong and I should damn well know what it was. Unfortuna...ely, the only clue I had about that was that she thought all male Magi thought the same way. Yes, eventually, I would have to get between her legs, but that was because of the ritual. Then I remembered something else she said. It was something that changed my perspective of her outrage. She wasn’t angry, she was disappointed.“Are you going to. All I ended up with was a mass of rectangles that - against all odds - looked even worse than the original image.Despite the lack of similarity, I found it somehow comforting, and after staring at it for half an hour, saved it as my desktop.Frustrated and exhausted, I ended up closing the computer and hitting the hay. Or at least trying to - like I said, I'm normally a great sleeper, and even if I'm unable to drop off straight away, it only takes a few minutes of tossing and turning (or a quick. I felt a towel begin to wipe away the cum on my face, softly and gently. When I finally dared open my eyes it was Trevor’s smiling face proudly looking down at me. “Looks like you were the life of the party,” he whispered as he continued to wipe me clean. He stopped and began untying the cords holding up my legs. As my legs were freed I stretched them first one, then the other and let them rest on the bed. My dress, my stockings, my thighs and pubes were cool, wet and sticky and the scent of. Ready?" She nodded. "I'll bet that you won't model for me..."She interrupted quickly, saying "You're right. You win. I won't."I continued, "... even if I agree to model for you."Silence filled the booth like the fog in the Tennessee valleys. "Hmmm," she said. "You might lose that bet. How much is the bet?" A whole night here at the Gryphon, all the drinks on me. A pizza, too." I said. It was worth it."You're on," she said."Fully nude," I said."What!!?!" she said. "You didn't say that. That.