After being together for 18 months we still felt compatible and comfortable with each other in our daily lives. There seemed to be no annoying habits ...that irritated either of us. We laughed, were always affectionate even away from the bedroom and were very satisfied with our arrangement. Even though we each contributed half of all the living expenses, we were living in a small apartment while we saved and invested our money for future possibilities. Our two bedroom, one bath apartment never. Charlene looked sternly from one to the other as she replied, “We may be away from home, but this is still a public place. I’m not going to do it.”Her negative reply was met by sheepish nods of understanding from each of her companions. Charlene looked down at the exposure already existing, then to Blake and Tommy, asking, “Are we still having fun?”Tommy assured her that all was well, just as George returned with their hamburgers. As he sat the food on the table, he looked in Charlene’s. "I tried not to sound too disappointed. "Okay," I said, "I understand. You just want to use my body for sex." I smiled to make sure she knew I was kidding.She laughed. "That's right," she said, "any complaints?" Not a one."By the time I got Cathy back to her car it was after two in the morning. Plato's parking lot was dark and cold. I told Cathy to start her car then come back to mine as we sat long enough to let her car warm up. After a few minutes she drove from the parking lot. I watched her. " She grinned."Looks nice." I muttered. "Hey wait, I can talk!" I cheered feeling a weight lift off my lungs as I entered the room."Yeah, Mistress's spells has no effect here." She told."What do you mean, spells?" I puzzled."Well you know, she has a lot of influence over the occult." She explained."You mean... She's like a witch?" I inquired."Kind of, it's hard to explain. Just know, she's very powerful so don't get on the wrong side of her!" She warned with a chuckle."So... What are you then?".