"I grasped her hand. I pictured her shoes. I thought of her -- her spirit. She loved those shoes. She was bonded to them."You understand the principle... of contagious magic, correct?" I muttered to Fiorella."Of course. That's basic." The shoes are connected to Lauren. She loved them." Oh! But she has owned them such a short time. The bonds will be weak."I smiled. I spoke the spell. I opened my perception and saw the image. There was a girl, young, light haired, pretty. She was barking out. I decided to start at her lips and kissed her. I wasn’t sure if I was doing it right or not, I hadn’t really kissed a girl before but she seemed to like it. While I kissed her I rubbed her breasts with my hand. Soon my lips got back to her breasts while I hand went to her flat tummy. When my lips got to her tummy my hand got to her pussy. My hand had been there before. I made sure to poke all four fingers and my thumb into her moist hole. Angelica told me to slip my fingers up her slit to find. If you see something like that, do not mention it. Don't say anything to Brock. Don't say anything to me. And for God's sake don't say anything to the guy's wife." Bullshit!" Meredith said."I'm serious," Mandy said urgently. "This is one of those things that could have a profound effect on Brock's career. If he gets a reputation for gossip or you get that reputation for him, it will not only affect how he is perceived in the locker room. It will affect his free agency options. It could scuttle. Me too, baby! Me too!’ With Meredith’s hot body moving rapidly beneath mine, cumming for me was swift and damn good. It was good for the eager Meredith too. So good, she insisted on doing something else before we called it a night and headed back to our cabins. On the way there, Meredith decided she wasn’t quite though for the evening. The horny wife wanted to fuck again, and she wanted it in the most dangerous of places, the corridor just outside her stateroom. ‘You’re kidding?’ Meredith.