.. ‘As the Justice and the Bard arrived at her sister’s temple ‘(it’s mine, now, at least until Béla gets back, in a hundred years, or so... ...), ‘ the attendant greeted them at the entrance.“This afternoon’s caseload is unusually light, Goddess,” he explained. “There are only three cases to be heard today.”The Golden Goddess could see that the attendant was nervous. She resisted raiding his mind as he had fairly good control and wasn’t blasting his thoughts in all directions. Mind raiding. She scurried over and took the clothes and started sorting them into the separate problems for repair.The mother, Mysteria, broke out a strange deck of cards with graphic drawings on them of startling scenes. She shuffled them with slow and careful skill. Rowena knew it was inevitable that she would have her fortune told because the canny gypsy woman used the device to learn more about her clients and schemed to extract more coins from them in any way she could contrive to manipulate them.. Her pussy was hot and wet,” and he slips his hand between her legs from behind and strokes her pussy lips, which are still slippery from the leaking of their combined cum. “But every try to get around the panties to that pulsing cunt of hers, she stops me.”“Oh, what a slutty fucking tease,” she says, shifting her leg forward a bit to give his caressing hand better access to her slit.“She said if she let me go any farther, she wouldn’t want to stop. ‘I can’t fuck you here,’ she said, ‘I’m too. Even though she was accustomed to the attention, she had long since become very selective in what she did over the last couple of centuries.It didn't mean that she still didn't need to use sex to fuel her powers, just that she was far more careful so that rumors or other problems didn't come about such as people tracing what she did back to her and how she powered her magic. The last thing she needed was to be labeled a witch.She survived this long by learning to be very cautious, though.