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assured her, mostly truthfully. My life had gotten awfully complicated since I'd met my girlfriend, Stacey. She practiced magic, which sounded preposterous, except I couldn't argue with the results. I'd never been attracted to girls before I'd met her, but she'd turned me onto cunnilingus in a big way. There was nothing that turned me on as much as licking Stacey, except maybe watching her cum on my busy tongue. Or getting sodomized by Michael. He was my other roommate, the gay boyfriend of my dead brother, and Stacey's sponsor at some "Mind Controllers Anonymous" group. I'd been helping him grieve for the loss of my brother, but it had turned into something more than that. In retrospect, it was clear both of them had done something to me -- besides the sex -- but I