"I...I don't know how," he stammered softly as he stood up. His wholebody ached from slamming against the wall.Pearl felt a furious rage grow in her b...ody and it was all she could do tokeep from immediately striking him down again."You used a spell that you can't undo? Do you know the punishment forthis sort of abuse of magical powers?" she exclaimed with rage. "You onlyplay with magic little man...I was born with it." What do you mean?" he asked meekly."I am a witch of the White Oak Coven. We. .. I mean right with me. We were like one person playing two instruments. It was sweet and sad and wistful. When we finished it, we had to pause a minute to get ourselves centered again for the ‘Tango Ladeado’. Well, I could edit out the awkward pause.We did it. We got right back to our more rapid-paced connection and went almost seamlessly from that to ‘Mozart in Hell’. When we finished, Cindy was inches from my face and we smiled at each other. I was thankful the people watching and listening. Slim ran to bolt the door and ran to make sure the other door was locked, too.The man was huge! He picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. I was screaming and clawing at him and tried to slap his face. This just got him more angry. His fat face was beet red and he said "You shouldn't have done that. "And threw me down on the bed all huffin' and puffin'. Slim was a young tall guy, very slim hence his name. Always very quiet, always at Roy's side."Grab a hold of her legs! " Roy yelled at. I had no idea why they wereso mad at me, but I definitely felt like I was doing something wrong.I noticed a lot of the male students on campus staring at my back side,and as they passed the took a deep inhale of the perfumed air behindme. I laughed, if only these guys new I was really guys. I wonder ifI can still consider myself a guy, I thought. Monica held my hand for support and to show ownership amongst theother men. Monica would stand between me and any guy who tried toapproach me,.