”“Don’t you have a date?” a surprised Bailey asked.“You could be my date,” Jennifer responded, then quickly clarified, “I mean this woul...d be more of a girls night out sort of thing.”“I really should stay and catch up on that paperwork,” Bailey mused out loud, her sense of responsibility weighing heavily against her desire to have a little fun for a change.“The paperwork will still be there on Monday morning,” Jennifer pointed out.A few long silent moments followed as Bailey wrestled with her. Or, she was good at pleasing her man. That was a lot different than being good at pleasing all men, like some kind of wanton cocksucking slut. And if that’s what Barbie was, why did Julie care? Wasn’t that beneath her? Well, it was, she thought with a dash of bitterness. Until last night. Her phone rang, jarring her from her thoughts. ‘Hey.’ It was Greg. ‘Uh, hi,’ Julie didn’t know what to say. It was weird that she didn’t know how familiar to be. ‘Did you forget something last night?’ Julie. I walked towards it and withouteven thinking I opened the door.On the other side was what looked like a female locker room of sorts.Clothing along with other rather items likes bra's, school girl outfits,even a few dresses that gave some modest coverage. Of course all of themlooked whorish. That was when an older women no older then late fortiescame in."Good Rebecca you here and your just about dressed," the woman said."Uh just about?" I asked a bit taken back by this woman who has called meby. After that, Simon used his mind to create a barrier around the centre of the chamber through which neither Mage could pass, with a dividing screen separating them.“Duel is to unconsciousness or death, except for an accepted yield. The ability to heal has been rescinded,” he stated.“I will not accept a yield,” Fen sneered. “Prepare to die, Morgana.”Morgana said nothing, nor gave any indication that she cared, which seemed to infuriate Fen. The central barrier dropped and, as accused, she.