And beautiful.I am pretty. Cute they say. The kind of pretty you come up with if someone forces you to tell something nice about a girl. They might ev...n have to use force on you to see me at all.But that's enough self-pity, Mary Eckstein. Get a grip on yourself. You know better than that.So... Irene.I am not sure I want to talk about Irene. Phil is a bastard who fucked around on me even in our first year of marriage. I didn't know then, as I was rather blind at the period. It certainly wasn't. I felt my neck and face heat a bit, caught staring at her chest. "Come on in, she said, swiveling to walk back into the apartment. I chuckled as I saw the back of her shorts -- they read "BRUINS" in block letters across her ass."Can't fault your school spirit, that's for sure," I said. She looked back over her shoulder and blushed, the pink color very evident on her pale skin."Sorry for the casual attire," she said, as I followed her into the family room. "I went to a yoga class at the rec. ..and instead you did a major working. What was goingthrough your head Sean?" You keep telling me to go slow, to hold back...minor workings and selfcastings. I mastered casting high potential spells almost six monthsago and you still want me to cure zits and give facials. I wanted toprove that I am ready to be released from this apprenticeship andgranted journeyman status." Very well, Sean. I am releasing all claims and responsibilities foryou as my apprentice. You are free to pursue. Her legswere clad in the tightest of breeches that ended at her knees.Inspecting the wench the Akkadian could see the pants were so tight thatthe crease of the woman's sex was clearly visible. She looked as thoughshe was barely in her twenties, an exceptionally young age for her tohave made first officer in a pirate crew. Her full lips were paintedbright red and she had a mocking smile. She laughed loudly at theSorceress's words."Aye, I still live witch," Barbra Rosa answered cheekily. "And now.