"I was just walking home having a fag out of sight and just happened to see you and your boyfriend, sorry, it wasn't on purpose, honestly . . ." It al...l sounded rather pathetic but it was true."He's not my boyfriend, I was just giving him a wank" she snapped back.Sensing a slight melting I introduced myself, said I was in the 4th year at Kingswell Boys and tried to be a bit chatty. It seemed to be working, and I began to think I might be off the hook and not going to be branded as the pervert. The final straw was when I told them that Allen worked for the FBI.“He works for the FBI and you brought him here?” Thad demanded in an upset voice.“Uncle Thad, it was the Members of the Magic Council who restored his Talent after canceling the Black Magic Spell that the Witch had used to hide it,” I told a very shocked Thad O’Donnell.“You managed to leave that part out before. What else did you leave out?” Aunt Grania demanded. That was when I told them about the fight with the Demon and. Did everyone know? Was I the only person who didn’t know?’ Matt grimaced. He’d warned Charlie this would be her reaction. ‘No, of course not. He didn’t want anyone to know.’ ‘Then why tell you?’ It was a fair question. And not one to which he could provide an easy answer. He’d understood Charlie’s reasons but knew Melissa wouldn’t find them acceptable. He sighed. ‘Look, Lissy–‘ ‘Melissa.’ He sighed. ‘Sorry, Melissa. Please?’ He waved the handkerchief like a flag of surrender. ‘Let’s go. The pleasure stopped before I came, the hands revoked their gift and the body of my evil partner withdrew from contact. For a moment I was just dazed, a quivering mass of flesh, lying on soft leather and my long discarded clothes. Then awareness came. Awareness of the cuffs that encircled my ankles and the soft pocketed gloves enclosing my hands. Both with delicate chains leading to eyelets in the upholstery. I sat up and lifted my immobilised hands.?You are far too self centred to be a partner.