I thought about what we had done, the deal we had struck, a very bad move but as I saw it the only way I'd have got to make love to her.Then it struck...me I wanted to "make love" to her, that was something I normally reserved for more serious partners, "having sex" was how I usually viewed torrid, passionate affairs with lovers, both stimulating and fulfilling, the sex satisfying a mutual need, what was it that made me think in terms of love? Good looks, sure as hell hadn't affected me before !. ”I heard her zipper growl as she pulled it up. I figured she was getting dressed. I stood with my back to her as I tried to concentrate on anything that would help me lose my hard-on. Finally, she tapped my shoulder and said, ”I'm dressed.”I was embarrassed to state the least. I shook. I shook my head and dragged the kayak into the water. After trying it off to a piece of driftwood that was stuck in the sand I said, ”I guess I better change.”I grabbed a pair of shorts from my bag and an old. Then I reached over for his hanging balls. I bent forward and would kiss his upper legs and hip areas all around his balls, kissing from side to side and then onto his upper thighs. Then I would kiss the bottom and back side of his thighs. I would do this for both of his thigh areas for a few minutes as he would begin to caress my hair and moan softly. It was intoxicating to hear. I would then stick out my tongue and lick all the areas I had just kissed. I never would kiss nor lick his. She admitted to me that Sonya was simply a piece of equipment. I needed to do more experiments in magic.My grasp of the principles of magic and my ability to do what was needed in a non-threatening environment left a lot to be desired. Unarmed combat turned to weapons and I was told that a sword was a difficult weapon to master. I was given a strong staff that I was to use. I was beaten brutally many times with a similar weapon and had to rely on incantations of my own to restore my health.The.