This will be the final chapter in this saga. Sorry it took so long to post, but I got caught up in another thing for a while.
As I have said before, enjoy the story, but for full context, read parts 1 through 4 before this one.
After Anna went back to her city, her spell on me seemed to fade quickly. I was always able to see her for what she was; but only so long as she wasn’t using her feminine wiles to sway me. Her power was very simple: she had the best pussy in the world. But if she couldn’t use that on a man, she had no power.
I was a thousand miles away from her, and I wanted to keep it that way. She was toxic.
We talked fairly often, engaging in some phone sex and dirty chat at least once a week. But it never went beyond that and I never encouraged talk of a reunion. Two weeks after she had left, she texted me out of the blue:
JUST GOT MY PERIOD. NOT PREGNANT. ?
I felt two things: