“How long do I have?”, James asked Elspeth.
“Well, class gets out in two more hours, so an hour and a half”, she replied. James smiled, even though he was shocked that four hours had flown by so quickly. He almost began to think that witches measured time differently from regular humans, but he realized this was a foolish thought.
James decided to start by talking with Meghan, who he bore no ill will towards for the dog-mind transformation she had caused earlier. If anything, this made him more curious to get to know her: had she done it out of spite, or was it more of a casual, academic curiosity sort of thing? Besides, she looked stunning with her glasses taken off and her hair flowing free, and he figured he needed to start somewhere.
“Oh, and James,” Elspeth spoke up. “Don’t forget: keep that spot on you; don’t go into the water.” As James looked over himself, at first confused, he realized that, despite having his penis finally covered by some clothing, he was very much still covered in splotches of the dark ash from Suzanne’s “spell”.
Before he could even ask, Elspeth responded. “Trust me. The reward you’ll reap from this will be better than any dip in the ocean.”
Her words both confused and excited James, but ultimately, he left it at that. As he walked over to Meghan, who was currently looking at and studying seashells, he couldn’t help but gaze into the bright blue water that half the girls were splashing about and playing in. The water looked very inviting, and the sight of their wet, shiny bodies from a distance made James yearn to go for a swim with them even more. However, he decided to trust Elspeth, and continued towards Meghan, who was smiling at a conch shell.
As he walked up to her, James decided to begin the conversation by asking.....