Hartwell had other plans and insisted that he wear aB-cup. The sales girl brought back several bras of different colors andstyles for Michael to try o...n. Michael was lead over to a mirror in thechanging room where Ms. Hartwell took each bra and held them up toMichael's chest describing the various styles of straps, fabrics and lacethat girls wear. All of the bras Michael tried on and had to model eachof them out in the middle of the store. Many of the customerscomplemented how the bras looked on. You've progressed quicker than I expected."James smiled at her compliment. "Why don't I pick then?" he joked. "Could you teach me to fly? Or to freeze time? Oh! What about teleporting?" He looked down eagerly at the demoness, who raised an eyebrow in amusement."You watch too many movies, my sweet." The two laughed. "We'll work up to the big stuff," Lilith continued, "In the meantime, how about something a bit more… subtle?"The demoness held up a finger so that it was at James' eye level. Before. Because of Cory, I was not just physically restrained, I was psychologically immobilized.The red flag in my head was telling me to say no thanks and hang up, but my "other head" wanted to know more.I said, "You took advantage nearly a year ago when you set up our match. Why should I trust you now?"She said, "Because this fight pays, and it pays really well."I found her proposition preposterous. She was taking me for a fool. It was insulting. It irritated me. Did she actually think I'd believe. A real surprise was that Helen decided to go too, so between them and Sandy, I wouldn't be alone.I didn't pick up any new JGs for the rest of the year. The only new candidates were freshmen, and they seemed so young from the perspective of a senior. It made me wonder why the initial JGs were even attracted to me.There were a couple of events that happened right at the end of the year that ended up surprising me intensely. The first was on the occasion of the senior prom. I hadn't been giving it.