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 Judi turned the contents of her interview over to her editor and told him
that Santorini had promised her a second one.  He decided to sit on it, and
then they, after the second interview was completed, would put everything
together into a nice writing.  Judi carried on with her normal assignments,
and one Monday, about a month after the first interview, she got a message
from The Great Santorini.  He was inviting her out Friday afternoon at two
for the second interview.  Of course, she accepted.

   On the designated Friday, Judi left the office at noon and headed home.
She changed into shorts and a t-shirt, grabbed her laptop and briefcase,
and took a small over the shoulder bag.  She had a bit of lunch and then
jumped in the car and headed to Santorini's home.  She arrived just before
two and was shown to the pool.

   "Well, my Dear," he began, by way of a greeting, "it's a shame you
didn't bring your bikini.  It's a lovely day to catch some sun by my pool
while we conduct the rest of the interview."

   "I thought," said Judi, wearing a sly smile, "that we were going to do
the interview in Xenon.  I loved your apartment there."

   "Hmmmmmm," said Santorini, thinking it over a bit, "perhaps we should.
You may enjoy sitting on the balcony and enjoying the view.  To Xenon,
then."

   Santorini led Judi back into the house and into his study, where he
stepped through the mirror.  Judi followed, once again finding herself in
the luxurious apartments the magician kept.  She stepped out onto the
balcony and looked out over Bazaar.

   "The place is divine, Robert," she said.  "It is wonderfully enchanting.
It's almost like a fairy tail out of the Arabian Nights.  And you say there
is a great deal of magic here?  Perhaps you could give me a demonstration
or something.  Maybe even a tour?"

   "Well, I could give you a little magic demonstration in my living room.
Suppose we go in there?  But a tour is out of the question.  Females are,
for the most part, property here.  They are very cherished and protected
property, but they are property all the same.  Were you to go outside
without an ownership collar you would be fair game for every randy male of
any race or species that desired you.  And, trust me, you would be desired.
Alas, I've no collar to put on you."

   Judi followed the magician into his living room.  The room was large and
beautiful, done in a subdued Mideastern style.  She noticed that there were
no chairs around the table; only cushions.  There was another balcony, and
the view was just as magnificent from this balcony.  Judi smiled slyly and
set her briefcase, laptop, and shoulder bag on the low table.  Then she
began to undress.

   "Putting on your bikini, Dear?" asked Robert.

   "Sort of."

   Santorini watched, fascinated, as the woman undressed.  When she was
completely naked, she stretched a bit and then removed a tiny black thong
from the bag.  It was done in a lace floral pattern and quite pretty.  The
girl was beautiful.  His jaw dropped when he saw her remove a pair of
sandals from the bag, place them on her feet, and then remove a collar.  He
was shocked when she handed him the collar.

   "Now you can take me on a walking tour, Robert," she said, calmly.

   The Great Santorini, always so cool and collected, was unnerved.  But he
quickly recovered.  Now he understood why Judi was not shocked by her
initial passage through the mirror.  She had been here before.  He gently
placed the collar about her neck, making sure that it was not to tight, and
grabbed the chain.

   "You know, my Dear," he said, "I am very, very tempted to..."

   "What's stopping you?" asked a giggling Judi.

   Robert smiled, and gently reached over and felt her breasts, which were
very shapely.  She had small nipples, and he gave them a tweak.  The girl
smiled and enjoyed it.  Then he led her outside, to the street, where he
gave her a few sound smacks on the bottom.  Judi gasped and jumped.  Then
he led her off.

   "So, my Dear Judi, to whom does this collar belong?

   "Mirax."

   "The Mirax?  Really?" asked Santorini, raising his eyebrows.

   "Is there any other?  Let's drop by for a visit."

   "Next you'll be telling me that you're acquainted with Kelly, Princess
of the Gnomes," said a grinning Santorini.

   "We were college roommates for three years," Judi responded in a
matter-of-fact tone.  "She still has one year to go; I was a year ahead of
her.  She discovered a portal before I did.  We both use it on occasion."

   Santorini gave her a few quick smacks on the backside, which made her
skip, and the two wound their way through Bazaar, up the hill, and
approached Mirax's estate.  The gate was locked and protected by warding
spells.  Two of the guards caught sight of the pair, and immediately let
them in.

   "So, what do you do here for Mirax?" asked Santorini.

   "Sometimes, I masturbate for him.  On occasion, Kelly and I make love
and he watches.  I also get serviced by his guards."

   Santorini's eyebrows shot up again.  He didn't say a word when one of
the guards, obviously a sergeant or something, hugged Judi and began to
play with her nipples.  In a few moments, Mirax appeared.

   "Judi!" he boomed.  "However did you get here?  And I see that you
brought a guest."

   "This is Robert Santorini, an Earth magician and illusionist," remarked
Judi.  She was struggling just a bit; the guard knew where her buttons
were. "I was interviewing him concerning the death of Killian.  He said
that an assassin for hire committed the murder from here, and he would
prove it to me.  He had no idea that I had already been here."

   "Well," said a frowning Mirax, "I had hoped to keep you out of this
affair.  Listen, why don't you go and play with the guards?  It appears
that Santorini and I have a bit to discuss."

   Judi removed the collar and scampered off to a private room with two of
the guards.  Mirax ordered refreshments, and he and Santorini sat down to
talk.  The talk would be both long and serious, only disturbed by a cry of
pleasure from and Earth female every now and then.