He looked at Tiffany. “I was bewitched by those lovely lips. It was enchanting to see them kiss my dirty old boots, and watching them greedily lick and lap the dirt and filth away was wickedly fascinating. They really worked their charms on me.”
Buford paused for a moment. “Fortunately, I managed to break their spell. They had suggested that they would be a lot of fun to use; so I made sure to give them their money’s worth, and used them thoroughly.” An impish grin spread across Buford’s face. “Okay, I admit I may have abused them just a little, just to show them I was still in charge in spite of their charms. Of course, they liked the rough treatment, and wet themselves in anticipation of more.