"The investigator mumbled some minor spell words hoping to catch me out. Ijust continued asking for her to believe me. She couldn't ignore mycomplete ...lack of magic. I'd taken a big risk transferring all my magic toFrederick the one time we met. He was a rich arrogant playboy prick whoexpected me to let him screw me just because of who he was.I knew that the council would have to investigate and verify my story.When they sent an investigator to check out Frederick Carstairs they'dfind him full. "Team leader, you know."Oh, give me a fucking break. We're going to be living together for a year, and this asshole's trying to pick up my mother."So one of these desks is mine, right?" I asked."Oh, yeah, dude, sorry," he said. "I been studyin' my playbook at your desk."He swept his shit off and I started moving in.From there, it just got worse. I seemed to have landed in some football players' hallway. Only about a quarter of us weren't jocks, and of those, I got along with maybe two or three.. I said your boobs.She took a bold step and stripped her top and those huge mangoes are out. Guys, really they are beautiful white in color with pink erected nipples. My dick started throbbing out. She asked me whether these are beautiful than your aunt’s. I was stunned by her question and asked what are you talking.She got hold of my hand and said that she knows everything thing how I am banging her friend (my aunt) every day.She said that she also want to enjoy with me and held my hands on her. I scratch my cat, Clyde, quickly and kick off my heels and head to the bedroom. I climb onto my bed and begin undressing myself. Once naked, I grab my vibrator from the drawer in the nightstand and turn it on. Closing my eyes, I imagine Damien walking into my room, clothes left at the door. He starts to crawl up the bed, kissing my skin as he goes. He leaves small nibbles every few kisses, keeping me on my toes. As his lips reach my clitoris, I lightly press the vibrator there. My hips come up.