I know, it sounds like I was test-driving a used car, but it's a semi-accurate analogy. I liked what I'd seen so far, but if any really disgusting hab...its appeared later, I wanted the opportunity to walk away before we got too involved. I didn't need any more emotional pain. In fairness, she would have the same option with me, just as in any new relationship. I think it's called, "Let's see what happens."Over another cup of coffee, I asked, "Do you have a spare toothbrush? I need to clean up a. "What the fuck did you do to me last night?You didn't just change my clothes, did you?" No, I..." I could barely bring myself to admit it. "I also gave youthe skills needed to be the girl you look like. Applying makeup,walking in heels, handling periods. That kind of thing." You are such a dick," Maria frowned. "Why didn't you just change meback?" I told you! I haven't found that spell yet!" I insisted."Well find it!" she demanded. "Or go back to your bloody magic storeand find another. He was looking at me intently. He suddenly reminded me of those ascetic, bearded figures of the Magi adoring the infant Jesus in a fourteenth century books of hours."Robert, are you adoring me?"He was silent, pensive, his face becoming closed and inward looking. Then like the sun coming out as he completed the thought, he smiled happily."Yes. Yes. That's exactly it. Adoring - regarding you with honour and deep affection. There is so much of you, so many parts I hardly know. I'm suddenly in awe. It had been only on his right thigh. Now it was cradled between his legs. I also move back a little so that I could feel his belly against the back of my head. Again, I just lay there a while doing nothing. I wanted daddy to think I’d just moved to get more comfortable. My right hand was still between daddy’s legs. I began to stroke his thigh again. His breathing quickened again. Something else quickened too. I felt his cock stiffen and rise up to poke into my hair next to my left ear. Good, I.