He stepped inside, finding just enough room for both of his feet to fit. He then raised his hands over his head and spoke the words of another spell. ...hen he completed the chant, a warm shower of water rained down upon him, washing away the mud and chill. His masterful control of the spell ensured that not one drop escaped the basin, and the magic he had cast upon it previously drained the bowl as fast as it filled. Another spell dried him just as easily.Once clean and dressed in a fresh robe,. The lovely puckered little flower of her ass sitting above it framed by those black garters and stockings against her pale skin is so inviting. He loves the way she wears everything he buys for her, with such confidence and grace. She is such a sexy woman. He remembers the way her dark hair flows around her face and over her shoulders. She usually leaves her hair down for him because he likes to put his face in it to smell the fragrance of her shampoo. He likes to run his fingers through it. The striped tank top was so skimpy that I knew immediately she wasn’t wearing a bra.“What do you think Uncle Larry?” Katrina asked imitating a little girl voice, “do you like my pretty panties?”What the fuck was I supposed to say, my cock had risen to the occasion and I knew it showed, she was having trouble taking her eyes off my bulge just like I was having trouble taking my eyes off her panty covered crotch. I had done my best to avoid Katrina since arriving two days ago. I had been staying. "I know I was right," Ron answered with a sort of wicked smile."Do you know if we have to play anymore?" Don asked sounding somewhat tired still."Actually, No," Ron said, "John was just telling me before you came out that Debbie talked to him early this morning." She confirmed that she has four bands booked to play this evening, and that we are free to start meeting what she called, our 'loyal fans'.Don laughed and almost choked on the sausage he was chewing, "loyal fans?" He questioned.