But believe it or not, I really am awizard. And if you really want to beat that test at 1300 hours I'm theone who can help you do it." With 'magic', r...ight?" Well of course. Magic is my business, my stock in trade. That and theespresso machine over there. I've really got to get that fixed. And no,I can't just wave my magic wand at it, it needs a whole new heatingelement.... But assuming I actually could give you that ace-up-your-sleeve you've been wracking your brains to find, would you. ”“Have you gone on dates?”“Only a couple. I was in summer school, and put my effort on the course work. There were a couple of beach dates, but I didn’t fuck anybody, and I certainly didn’t find anybody worthy of falling in love with. I did have fun. I’m back in regular classes now.”“And how do you feel about the other men in the Circle?”Rachel grinned and dropped her arms, “Horny and in love, now that you mention it.”“Do you have a favorite?”“Besides you? I guess I’d pick Dev. He’s hunky and. "Please, Andy, please don't be too shocked, it's just a thought, just a fantasy but...." But what?" Supposing, just supposing.... Supposing I had you handcuffed and then...."She closed her eyes and rhythmically pumped herself up and down as she concentrated on what she was thinking of. Having me handcuffed was not enough, I knew there had to be something more."And then what?" I asked, impatient to find out what was turning her on so much. "Once you've got me handcuffed, what then? What's on. . no. McCaffrey. I shook my head in irritation and my finger stopped on 'Fifty Shades of Grey'. What was it about Melissa Sharpe that was so appealing? Maybe it was she resembled Anastasia Steele. But I was no Christian Grey. My thoughts turned to Jen Song, and there was an almost pain in my chest. I shook my head again, angrily; what was the matter with me? Music. Yes, music. But what? Mendelsohn. Hebrides. I lay back in my lounger and closed my eyes as the evocative sounds washed over me..