The emails flew back and forth as we told each other about our lives. I was still single and she was married, but having trouble with her husband. Whe... I mentioned that I would be off-line for a week for a business trip, she wrote that she had to see me. The same email I had been staring at for almost an hour.I checked into the hotel in Portland, unpacked, and then called to confirm the first appointment for Monday. Since it was Friday, I had the weekend to look around. I thought about going to. It was thick enough to drink, then self-loathing suddenly flooded the air, instantly choking down the beautifully intoxicating emotions that had raged within Violet moments before.She rejected her own desires in disgust and that tainted everything I wanted to enjoy.I’ll teach her about her fantasies later. Now isn’t the time. Everything must wait until the other champion is dead. Except for flesh shaping. I should boost her stats before we leave the safe room.“Strip,” I said, and she paled,. I kept fingering the inside of her leg, being careful to miss her pussy. I could feel her pushing her hips up trying to get me to finger her warm smooth hairless clit, but I kept "missing" the spot. She knew I was teasing, she loved it. I could tell by her eyes being closed and her breathing getting deeper.I felt her hand running along my leg, grabbing for my cock. I let her. I knew she would want to stroke me as I played with her.By now she was laying on the couch, on her back, with her head. You must have a great sex life when you’re bragging to your friends.”He poked her in the ribs causing her to squeal and squirm, “I don’t have to brag to my friends, their sisters and girlfriends do it for me.”“Ha Ha!,” she laughed out loud, “Man, you got some fucking ego, what the hell are you hiding in your shorts? A magic fucking wand, a hot steel ninja sex sword or something?” She got up and returned to her bed, picked up her guitar and started strumming again. “My brother has a magic.