The Rites And Bewitchments Of Bella Swan

Her Name Was Chastity, And I'd Taken It From Her

We remained on the floor of Spencer's, resting. She caught her breath long enough to introduce herself.

"My name's Chastity," she smiled, as she worked to gather what little clothing she'd started the day with from the floor as began to get dressed. I couldn't help but smile. Chastity meant "chaste," or "pure" if you wish.

"Not anymore," I said as I went about gathering up my clothes. Chastity giggled, momentarily.

"You're right. I was a virgin this morning."

I approached her, now fully standing. I kissed her. She gave herself over to me, letting me push this adventure down the avenues I wanted it to go. We nearly tripped over my shoes as our lips and hands explored the other's.

"I have to go back to work now, Bella."

We kissed once more. Twice more. Then again. She was making absolutely no progress in returning to her job. The store phone then rang, and interrupted our paradise. Chastity pulled herself away at the last minute possible to answer the phone. As she was pre-occupied, and I most likely had cost the store some amount of revenue seeing as how I locked the everyone else out, I looked around to see if there was some little something I could find to help Chastity keep her job.

"Pride flags," I whispered to myself, and smiled. I selected one that would fit in my back pocket, went to my shoes, picked them up, and put the rainbow flag on the counter as Chastity finished her call. She immediately noticed the pride flag I selected as I hopped about on one foot and then the other trying to get my shoes back on each foot properly. Chastity smiled.

"So," she smiled, "you're into girls?"

"Yeah," I answered, like it's no big deal. I pretended to be so boring in my response, then she smiled at me, and waved the flag around.

"Girls are cool," Chastity stated, matching my bored approach.

She then put the flag back on the counter, and kept it there. She looked at me, and smiled, her eyes shining. She took my money, handed me back my change, then took the flag from the counter, walked up to me, kissed me briefly, and slid the pride flag into my back pocket. The colors flew above the top of my pocket, and as I adjusted it to be sure it wouldn't fall out, Chastity's hands grasped my butt.

More girlcraft, I thought to myself. This was the most potent magick spell I'd ever cast, and I didn't even need the amethyst wand for it. Okay, so that's not entirely true, it did help me uncover her needs, steal her virginity, help me to know her taste, but the kisses afterwards were a magick all unto their own.

I didn't want to leave. She didn't want me to leave. Somehow, we agreed to separate ourselves so we could get on with our daily lives. I went to grasp the wand, and before I placed it in my pocket, I held it and directed it at the storefront. The security gate opened, revealing a few frustrated customers that couldn't get in a few minutes earlier. The perv guy that tried recording us was still trying to get his phone to work.

As I walked past him, I fixed his phone with a wave of the wand, intending to resetting it to its original settings. My hand flicked after I had one final thought to add to that – the phone would immediately break into pieces should he ever try to film someone again without their permission.

Guys are such jerks.