As I woke up, he said,-well, if we were in the capital, we would be able to go to the beach or so but…what beach in this central province, right?Oka..., we shall go somewhere, and have dinner later. Where shall we go?- I smiled at him as I was thinking. He smiled back. I said,-mm…if you think it is safe enough…shall we walk about the university gardens, today?--oh no danger, because I know to fight, you know-I just smiled in return. I knew his powers are limited but the power of our enemies may. It looked like a bra but wizards didn’t use that word. Women wore bras. Wizards wore supports. It was accepted that supportive undergarments were a necessity when a wizard reached a certain level of avoirdupois. “I'm a wizard," Angharath added triumphantly. "What you are mate, is dead meat." Other bodies crowded in behind the imp. Their faces danced in the illumination from the guttering flame. Angharath pondered those faces, wondering if they might be being distorted in some way. A magic word. Laura flushes red - looking so damn cute with embarrassment. This is the last impression the professor sees as he appreciates the best sex he has ever had in a long time. In reality, the professor is jarred from his vision as his own actual orgasm occurs right in his seat. He groans loudly as the head of his cock suddenly explodes cum all over the place. It lands on the desk, the chair, but most of all…..on Laura Halter’s essay. Globs of white cream suddenly soak the pages of her typed term. Barton froze, unsure of whether he should get closer to her or to call for Dr. Eisenstadt.She stretched, sat up, and smiled. "Oh, I see you're still here. Do you know where Dr. Eisenstadt is?"He stepped away for a minute. He should be back soon." Good. I wanted to ask him about -- oh!" What? What's wrong?"Melody laughed. "Oh, nothing's wrong. I'm actually feeling -- aaah! Feeling really good right now..." She wasn't sure if she should say anything about the vibrations she had felt the day.