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It took an effort of will to keep his face straight as Cael spoke. Truth to be told, he wanted badly to space out and just imagine the picture Mimi suggested. Or a few other pictures. Or just stare at her breasts again.

"Ginevra, there's no need to be embarrassed. Every man dreams about having sex with two women at once, why can't you? And you, Mimi, don't be so upset. Just… don't offer us any sex, got it? Any of us."

'Just yet,' Cael added inwardly.

"Yes, Mimi," Ginevra agreed in a dark tone that made it hard to say if her words were an encouragement of sorts, a snub, or even a threat. All at once, possibly. "If you were just a whore before, that's not a reason to stay this way. Or solicit people indiscriminately."

"Alriiight. Mimi will try to remember, yes. She's sorry to have made the Mistress feel bad… I really didn't want to! But I don't know what else to do." Mimi looked at both mages with tearful eyes.