Maybe I should go to his book store. He’d asked me several times. Perhaps tomorrow would be the day.~~~~~~~~~Monday morning, under a warm shower, I ...debated what to wear. If I was going to the bookstore, I wanted to look sexier than usual. Yes, I’ll admit it, I was intrigued by Travis and I opted for black lace panties and matching bra, a silk blouse with a plunging neckline, and a tight skirt that rose to mid-thigh when I sat. With my brushed hair cascading around my face and down to the middle. Until then I looked at some pictures and read many stories. Some stories were crude, raunchy and revolting. Was Tim a pervert or was he interested in the milder stuff? Others were clearly unrealistic fantasies. Yet I found myself admitting that many stories were nicely written with well developed story lines. I found myself enjoying the more developed stories about couples. I liked issues that dealt with the heart and personal struggles rather than those just reporting sex acts. The stories. I did find out that my semi-auto wouldn’t work, though physically I couldn’t find a thing wrong with it. Still knowing I was playing by Heaven’s rules had made me check and I was thankful to Jerry for getting in touch and setting off my suspicions.So, blades and magic, and as I knew Oonagh was a formidable Mage, that meant getting in close with a blade. Then again, my Null amulet didn’t work but the one built into the blade of my rapier did, so scrap that plan. I was going to have to sneak up. Wilson was very encouraging and very soothing and verycommanding too. I looked up at him as he stood there before me and Iraised that "device" to my glossed lips and began rapping my lips aroundit. I took it deeply down my throat as Dr. Wilson coached me along eachinch of the way. I took it in and then pulled it slowly out exhaling asI did so. Then I pushed it back passed my lips again and then outagain, inhaling this time. I soon established a rhythm that wasn't toodifficult as it matched.