"Wait a minute, you're an elf?" James was now staring hard at Archabald. "Why are you the only one here? Where is Wendra?"Archabald's face seemed to l...ght up at this. "Who are you talking about? I..." My god cut the crap already. I know that you never work alone, so I ask again. Where is Wendra?" James asked more forcibly.A shimmering beside Archabald quickly revealed what appeared to be a hologram. A hologram of a female shorter than Archabald, "I am here sir. No need to get violent."This took. "What was that sound?" asked Laura, hearing the click of the camera."Oh that must be the janitor cleaning the men's restroom Princess Panty. We'd better hurry and get this over with, before she comes in here. Your other leg now," the Goth said.Laura lifted her other leg and stuck it through the hole. She saw that the girl had black fingernails too. Laura wondered if this girl was one of those Goth freaks.'Hmmm. I wonder if she has black panties too?' The thought of panties brought another throb. Apparently the people of this Mansion, were ones who worked magic.I had run across people who did sympathetic magic in the past, and one guy who was a pretty good magician, stage and real. I caught his act in the 50's. His was a combination of real magic, coupled with showmanship.I sifted through the spells I saw. Some were old protections, and were worn with time. Others were newer, and more deadly. I frowned. Still others were wards against the weather. Good spells, really. I would have to. ." I whispered, barely able to let the words escape past the choking power of the rush of exhilaration I felt. Abigail's tongue came out of her mouth and for the first time I felt it's wet warmth pass over my clit. "Ohhhhhhhhh, my god..." the words come out like a plea, and entreaty to the immensity of what I felt when she licked me there. With her tongue straight out, she stimulated my clit, flipping it back and forth gently. I was completely naked, completely in the power of her tongue."Ohhh.