She looked at her host quizzically.“Don’t you remember? I’m taking the two of you over to Glens Falls to pick up your Jeep. Are you up to it?”...��Well, sure, why wouldn’t I be?”It was Malcolm’s turn to blush. “Well, I mean, after yesterday ... Are you okay?” Anita turned beet red but nodded with a smile. “Good, good. I was actually kind of worried when Caroline proposed the idea; she can get a bit extreme at times. You are feeling okay?”Anita wrapped her arms around the older man and hugged him.. She increased the tempo whilst increasing the number of fingers she inserted until she had me climaxing with a shudder. I writhed as I felt my juices flow out of me over her fingers and down between my legs. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I wasn’t a lesbian – never had been – although I had had some experience with women during my very promiscuous youth! But – with my best friend? Was this wrong? Should we be doing this? But, who were we hurting? We were both mature adults. . I wanted to make sure I passed. Seven of us were taking the test and only three of us would become Master Mages. Failure would mean a year waiting again if I was even allowed to retake it. Often, a single failure was enough for the Council to deny you permission to retake the test in favor of the next class of journeyman mages.That wouldn't happen to me. I would achieve the rank of master mage. I had the skills. I just had to prove them.My red robes marked me for a Journeyman Mage. The crowd. Drink in hand his manhoodshowing through his suit pants and a smile on his face. I felt so sluttybut loving every second of it I asked, "Michael would you allow me tospend the weekend sucking your cock?" With that he sat his drink down onthe desk and looked at me. "Why don't you come over here get on yourknees and ask me like you really want to be my slut. I need to see thereal desire and lust in our eyes and if I think you are the true slutSteve thinks you are then I'll let you audition.