The night I spent with Karlia was one of the most memorable nights of my life.
It was amazing beyond description. All my pent-up tension got released and I became a brand new man once everything was over.
According to her, I passed out after doing it four times.
"Is that a lot?" I asked her.
"No. Pretty average."
As someone who had spent so much time with many men, Karlia probably thought I wasn't anything special.
It hurt my pride a little, but I had gotten what I wanted.
The research ended with the results I had already expected.
Her Original Magic didn't work on me.
She said it was the same for her.
Neither of us became stronger thanks to the sex. With that out of the way, there was no longer any need for sexual relations.
The problem with memorable incidents, though, is that one often tended to think about them a lot.
And so, barely a week after my first time with Karlia—or with anyone for that matter—I was back in her room.
"What is it now, Lewis?"
