By the look on her face, I knew they did.I removed the bra straps from my shoulders then lowered it to twist it so I could unhook it. Having done so, ... handed it to her. The look on her face told me she was getting impatient with my strip tease so I quickly removed my panties and tossed them onto the pile.She stood back, arms crossed, thinking, eyeing me up and down doing some calculating in her mind.“You're what about five foot nine? Maybe a 36D? About a size nine shoe? Maybe one hundred fifty. Stocky, not really attractive. It seems like he was checking me out—so I give him just a hint of a show. I take my left arm and reach down the front of my b-ball shorts, giving just a bit of scratch through my pubs. They were pretty soaked too. In fact my whole shorts were soaked about 3” down from the waist. I left them “saggin” just a couple of inches—allowing an inch or so of pubes to rise up above the waistline. Just above a thick line of hair to the belly button, and then that awesome. I whispered and gestured and both pentagrams and all the chalk marks vanished. Ash walked towards the nymph and then around her, "it is alive."I watched her and she turned to look at me with a grin, "sorcery."I shook my head, "wizardry."She walked towards me, "what is her name?"I looked over her shoulder as one arm absently went around her, "well she is a meter and a half so Tiny."Ash pressed against me, "can you fuck two?"I grinned as I began to undress and she turned, "come here Tiny."I. I can’t explain how or why, but we all came to a tacit agreement, postponing acting on our desires, opting instead to only wash and touch one another. We were four naked people indulging in foreplay, secure in the knowledge that the evening would end with us in bed, quenching the fires we were igniting here. By the time I got out of the shower I was in heat and embracing every second of anticipation. Felicia and I helped each other dress in gowns that highlighted the contrast between her tall.