As his lips touched mine I felt my heart explode inside my chest. But after a few seconds he struggled away from me. His hands lightly curled around m... wrists. The expression on his face wasn’t one of disgust or horror, more disappointment. “I can’t, my girlfriend is inside,” he said. “I won’t tell if you won’t,” I replied, and launched myself at him again. This time the kiss lasted longer, tasted sweeter. I felt his tongue inside my mouth and thought I might just orgasm on the spot. Thinking. " I said as I muttered a phrase to bring the damaged parts together and to mend it, making it better than new.The Trace spell started to disengage and fly back to its creator, but another Nemesis spell grabbed hold of it and held it tightly.The dimness of my damaged Nemesis began to brighten until it was almost incandescent and then it was back to its normal state. It zipped into the air and began to circle the trace spell, giving sparks as it did so."Hold on there, we need to know more about. She snapped the elastic band and giggled as I laughed and let my trousers fall to the floor. I remained strong and though my cock was straining against the fabric it wasn’t at full attention yet, so hopefully not too noticeable. She let out a tiny gasp that betrayed her thoughts as she slipped into her mini skirt and watched my crotch. She pulled on a cropped shirt, and I got dressed too. We sat on my bed and talked and drank for a while before grabbing s small bite to eat. The flirting was. Just gotten so wet she glistened.I was allowed to turn and watch during those hangings. It made so excited. Dripping wet.So I’m standing straight and proud. Waiting. Yes, proud to be chosen to stand here and wait.Or maybe... maybe next time it will be my trapdoor. If that happens, I'll be hanging, strangling to death. No warning, just the noose jerking tight around my neck. Kicking desperately, hands straining against the ropes, trying to breathe. But there will be no air. After a few minutes.