I couldn't even really look forward to my prom this year because it wouldjust be another masquerade to hide how I really felt. I wouldn't enjoy itthe ...way my soul screamed I should be able to. I wanted to be able to getdolled up and go dress hunting with my best girlfriends to find the onedress that was absolutely made for me and everything else that makes itso special. To be able to find the right guy to take me and have thatmemory with me for the rest of my life. But I know that won't. You see, while Celine, as a mortal man, had limited magical ability, he had it nonetheless. It made the exchange almost effortless, even though you were not craving release from your body. You are part Fey, and slipping into a wholly Fey body was somewhat natural to you. It was hardest on poor Jennifer."For the first time, Jason looked at his old body, sitting there with a brave smile on his face. 'Lord,' she thought. 'She has absolutely no desire to be male... or mortal. She can suffer and die. " She too was smiling."I guess, I know that I go through a box like that every couple months." He caught her arm as she turned and pretended to punch him. They kissed then, standing in his closet, but, in a matter of minutes, were making out on Sonny's bed. There was a quieter passion than the evening before, not as insistent, more comfortable. They didn't try to make love, but they did get themselves worked up a bit, settling for extended foreplay that stopped when they both realized that too. The Arab led his slave captive to a post, and proceeded to stand her back against it. She leaned forward because her arms were still secured high behind her back with the breast harness. She felt her ankles being tightly strapped to the cold iron post, then her knees, then her thighs, and then her waist. She had to take a deep breath to accommodate the tight strap. Then her wrists were unshackled, and were drawn up behind her and above her head, and again secured behind the post. The captor.