I suppose that I could've changed my clothes in parts to retain some modesty, but it seemed that modesty wasn't appropriate for a whore, so I stripped... the jail clothes off first, before deciding what to wear. I felt that the captain was pleased with me. The man in the store was certainly pleased.By the time we had finished in the store, buying lots of other things as well, including a number of soft woollen blankets, we had a substantial load of stuff. The captain arranged for the whole load to. I saw him glance down at my white, lacy panties. He looked back into my eyes and said, “I guess you’re glad to see me after all.”There must already be a damp spot in the front of my panties. That’s what he’s grinning about.As if to confirm it he said, “I’ve missed that juicy pussy. Those are very nice panties. I love to see a woman in her panties. I love the way they hug her ass and her cunt. They look so sexy. Take them off.”A car went slowly down the street out front just as I was reaching. He looked worried. He turned the tap water on and washed his face over the washing basin. He then turned the tap water off.Ok Charles. Get a grip on yourself, he told himself.Charles did not want to think about Ivy. His mom brought her up, thinking that she was such a nice girl. But he would rather not have his mom know the real Ivy. The nasty malicious Ivy. The Ivy who had a grip on his life, literally.Charles had spent half-an-hour in the bathroom, until he walked out of it. He then joined. Believe me, I knew what was coming and it hurt not being able to do anything about it. Besides, if the Dark Alliance knew that sorceresses and Witches knew of each other, they would've started the war early. No one would've been ready and the war would've been far bloodier with more civilian casualties."Thelma asked, "Why don't you deliver to sorceresses?" Same reason I don't deliver to non-Witches. Part of me is now pure magic. I have a real hard time manifesting in the presence of disbelief,.