"You don't? Oh, good, well, you're absolutely right. My own particular brand of magic requires a strong s****l contact to channel the relevant spirits."
Claire was amazed. "Really? I wondered why you stuck a finger up my cunt. I thought magic was all just trickery!"
"Oh, well, a lot of it is and so is a lot my act. But I am also one of the very few true magicians. I wonder, Claire, whether I can trust you with my most intimate secrets?"
Claire, enthused by thought of finding out how magic really worked and flattered that he might confide in her, nodded her agreement. "Oh, yes, please!"
"OK, Claire. You do have a very trustworthy face. You see I'm on the lookout for an assistant and I think you would be perfect! Come, let's go back to my office and we can discuss this further."
Claire
