“This is some lost little girl.” The problem was, she didn’t look lost. She was breathing heavily, clearly nervous but, she walked with such det...rmination. Then she looked at me, only for an instant, but in that instant I saw more than fear, though fear there was. I saw fascination, even a hint of desire. “It takes a really sick person to see desire in a look like that,” I told myself. I was about to say something, some smart ass comment to set the boys off laughing, but all that came out was a. His shorts were straining tocontain those mushrooming nether cheeks. He got the elastic waistbanddown over them before it became impossible, worked the underwear downhis legs, and stepped out of it. It was embarrassing to stand beforethe magic-user naked, but that was the least of his concerns. He hadto get her to reverse what she had done.Artie protested, "Now it's even worse."She nodded agreement. "Let me do some fine tuning."Granny ran the wand from the top of his head, down to his toes.. She never talked about them to me, and never seemed frustrated about them or any of that. And several times Lynne bemoaned the fact that her daughter didn't have a boyfriend. She was around boys at school. They just didn't impress her or something.Of course I loved that part of things, in one sense, because I firmly believed she was a virgin and that made my fantasies so much the sweeter.I'm not rambling here. I tell you all this because you really need to understand where my mind was, at this. I’ve always thought that as a side of me that was detached from the real me, and the subs I’ve had were only players. I always treated them well, but that’s all they ever were – players. But knowing that about her, I couldn’t focus on my work, and I couldn’t think of getting away from the desk in the construction trailer on one of our job sites. It was usually the last place I wanted to be. It was pretty rough and spartan. It had pretty generic and serviceable office furniture – stuff from the.