I Don't How She Does It Novels & Stories

I ask her. "I think.....I think...that this is an amazing show of witchcraft. I cannot believe that you accomplished all of this on your own. Plus, on a schedule! This is just incredible. I will never be able to figure out how you did all of this. You must have had one heck of a teacher." She adds with a wink.

“I can’t break the spell.” She stiffened. “What do you mean you can’t?” “I mean exactly what I said,” I drawled. “I don’t know how. I haven’t figured out how to undo it yet.” Shock flickered across her face. “You… you mean to tell me that you cast a spell you don’t even know how to reverse?!” I shrugged. “It’s all part of the learning process.” She let out a frustrated noise and turned away, running a hand through her hair. “This is insane.”

I don't know how. I don’t know how I make the visions happen or control when they do.' She pouts petulantly, looking so much younger than her seventeen years. 'Sometimes I have dreams, about people I don't know, sometimes I see things inside my head I don't understand. But I don't know how to do it on request, or how to do it for specific things.' She scrunches up her nose, a sheer look of despair on her face. A sense of disappointment that she won’t be able to bargain with me if she can’t do it.

“Oh yeah? Tell me.” She gulps hard. “Tell you what?” I hold her gaze. “Tell me what makes you tick!” She rubs her forehead, shy. “I, um, I…. don't…. I” she stutters. She can't get the words out. It's so fun to watch her struggle. I can just hear her shy voice in bed, fighting to get her moans out. My dick hardens. “You can't even tell me how you make yourself come! You're beyond redemption!” I say.

“… and you need to leave here without being seen. I’m surprised no one has come for me yet!” “Leave without being seen? I can do that.” “How?” She whined as she rushed to the vanity. “I’m good at hiding.” “Are you though?” She asked. Her tone revealed her disbelief. “Yes. It’s a skill, and just think, no one is looking FOR me. Don’t worry. I’ll make it out without being seen.” “How are you going to manage that? We’re up four flights of stairs and people are most likely walking around now. What’s the plan?” Adealine asked.

But… she had no idea how to do it. Lo returned fully clothed.. unfortunately. He reached down and rubbed her head and back. “You are truly a wonder Mo. I’ve never seen anything like it.” She grunted in response. “Okay.. time to shift back, you ready?” He asked her. She looked at him and tilted her head… signaling that she didn’t know what to do. “It’s okay, it’s easy. It won’t hurt and it won’t take but a minute. You just have to concentrate.”

Now, however… ‘How did you do that?’ she asks me one night as she practises calling forth her witchlights and I practise making mine into increasingly intricate shapes. She gives a delighted laugh as I send the pair of pink-tinged hummingbirds fluttering in circles around her head. I bite my lip, remembering how her previous iteration had reacted. How did you do that! Same five words, but said in a completely different way. Indignant with injured pride. ‘I’m not sure,’ I tell her. ‘It just felt right.’

I croaked out, forcing my eyes away from her breasts and looking into her green eyes, which were always glinting with mischief. “I’d never kiss and tell,” she faked a frown before she spun around and walked back to the table, where she’d been trying to hammer out the dents on the front wheel rim. She took another look at it and sighed in frustration. She’d been trying to get it straight for about an hour, and I’d noticed that whatever she didn’t know, she would look up on the internet rather than disturb any of the workers, only going to any of us as a last resort. And she’d never get it straight if she didn’t get the right temperature, which---

this dry statement and her cold expression cut my heart in half. " I don't want to leave, I'm going crazy back home knowing that you are here and do god knows what" She stands there, casually leaning on the door not saying a word just looking at me. And than out if the blue her clothes are gone. " How did you do that?" I ask, shocked. " Do you really wanna know how I did it or will you take advantage of the situation as long as I offer it to you?" she asks, her voice strong and cold.

I then took her by the hand and led her back to the outskirts of the restrooms where I had first stopped time. "This is where we were, huh?" she asked. "When you did your magic, I mean?" "Yep," I calmly replied as I came to a halt and turned to her, our hands falling away from each other. "How are you able to do it anyway?" she wondered. "Did you learn some kind of dark magic or maybe a dying wizard gave you a book of spells?" I couldn't help but laugh. She was more imaginative than I was. "To tell you the truth, I really don't know," I replied, piquing her curiosity. "It just...came to me. I don't know how else to explain it."