She doesn’t know what’s that mean and I explained. She agreed only if it was kept as a secret between us as she already have a crush on someone an... they’re soon going to be in a relationship.Then I started to remove the buttons on her t-shirt. She helped me in that. I saw her black padded bra which looks sexy on girls who are fair like pinky. My hard-on wants to hit her ass but I controlled. I took off her bra and started to squeeze her boobs. They’re so soft like water balloons. I pinched her. " So Mages and the training of them has evolved over the centuries?" I asked."Very much so, John. Simon started the first real basic training program and it developed from there, mostly to keep us out of the way of organised monotheistic religion," Morgana replied. "Before then Mages would pass on information and tips only if it was to their advantage or on a whim. The Council changed all that and got things organised as the senior Mages of the time realised that cooperation worked far better. ”“You were about to tell me what you’d do if I was there. So tell me, what would you do?” you ask.“Hmmm,” I say thinking. “Well, first I’d lay you down on my bed and take off all your clothes. Then I’d tease you a little, kissing your body all over, letting my nipples skim across your chest. Then I’d work my way down past your stomach until I come to your beautiful hard cock. I’ll bet its just huge now isn’t it baby?”I pause but all you can do is groan in your pleasure.“Then I’d take your balls. It was visible – just, but I looked like I’d dressed clumsily rather than giving him the sexy glimpse of my almost non-existent cleavage I had hoped for! The footsteps stopped and I heard the opening of the biscuit tin and the sounds of rummaging. Could I do one last thing? Was there time? I took the chance and, slipping off my flat shoes I raised my skirt high over my tummy and desperately pulled my ugly black tights over my knickers, down my legs and off. God alone knew how many ladders I had.