Alicia slid her soapy hands up and down the boys slim belly. She caressed his flanks, slipping her fingers under his arms again. He hadnt a hair in hi...s armpits. He hadnt a hair on his balls or on his groin. Her hands moved down, working soap onto his lower back, onto his ass. As her fingers slid into the crevice between his asscheeks, he caught his breath and his prick flexed. Oh, God! Alicia thought. Oh, my God! Her face was flushed with a terrible heat. A maddening throbbing had begun in her. Everyone was dressed as they were – men in suits, women in formal cocktails gear. This was clearly a place that did not need to cater to the mass market. Michelle looked apprehensively, feeling like she didn’t belong. Brian took hold her hand and squeezed it reassuringly, telling her not to worry.They were shown to a table near the stage, where a waitress in silk lingerie immediately appeared. Brian asked for the house champagne without bothering to read the list. The girl smiled and turned. “Rumours have it that a couple of Council Mages are pregnant.”“Really?” Morgana asked, eyebrow raised.“Sofya and Rutu, so the rumour mill goes,” Zola chuckled.“Sofya’s attitude has certainly changed a lot since Dorry’s emergence,” Morgana nodded thoughtfully.“Yes, I suspect she’s going to give up her leadership of Amity soon. Her heart really isn’t in it anymore,” Zola added.“I don’t believe I know her partner,” I mused.“Mage Alexandros. She’s the senior partner in a plurality of three,” Zola. "What the fuck is goingon?"I shook my head, half laughing, half sobbing.Snipe snuck away, wanting a little distance.Sam grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me, forcing our eyes to meet."What did he do?" No," I said, "No, no, no, no. It's not-it's not him." Then what?"My shoulders sagged. I shrugged off her hands.I looked up at the sky and said, "Emergency stop!"The breeze continued, the tide continued, but we all felt it. A charge.A signal had gone out.The girls turned in circles, conferring.