Just as I reached my orgasm, she removed her hand and I came into the air. She had ruined my orgasm! I groaned. "Well," she said, "you broke rule numb...r five. Now you need to be punished." I groaned and begged, but she just walked over to the wardrobe and took out a scarf. I wondered what she was doing, then she tied it round my head, blindfolding me. I couldn't see a thing, so I tried to listen to what she was doing. I heard her walk to the foot of the bed and pick up the lube, and squirt some. An hour ago Chelsea had arrived home to find her fiancé Andy in bed with their next-door neighbor. She felt hurt and rejected and could not for the life of her think of what she had done to send him running in the other direction. Checking her phone she saw that she had six text messages and four missed calls, all from Andy. Chelsea sighed and went through the motion of sipping her drink. She surveyed the room. She absentmindedly fiddled with the finger her engagement ring had been on; Chelsea. “Thank you, Mr Jones,” I said, turning my back on the hot tub, “but I think I’ll swim a few lengths first.” After I’d completed two lengths, Andrea appeared in the water alongside me. “I’ve been watching, you’re a good swimmer,” she said. “I think you’d enjoy one of our favourite family challenges.”“Really? What sort of challenge is that?” “A race over four lengths of the pool. The loser has to strip naked,” she said, grinning, ”and the winner stays in the pool to race the next challenger.”I. If I didn’t want the Magus to figure out that I was one too, then I had to comply. I stood up and thanked the Sergeant for answering my questions. He nodded and rapped his fingers on the folder in a meaningful way. Maybe Anna’s intrusion had worked to my benefit and Rawlings decided to get me a copy even though it could cost him his job. The idea certainly lowered the possibility that he was the Magus. Having a copy of the report would be good. With that thought, I turned to follow the women.