“Bollocks! Sorry, mate. I didn’t mean to interrupt your shag.”
“My sh—” I took a step back. “No, no, no. We weren’t…”
“You did a right quick job of getting your knickers up, though.”
“Getting my what up?” I looked down at my dick.
“Is that Big A you were on top of? I sensed a being.”
“You can do that?” I tried to smooth down the front of my trousers.
“Sure. I didn’t know if it was his front or his back you were at, did I? But I know he or some other invisible bloke was there.”
“His front…”
“And I bet he’s gotta be starkers all the time, eh? Otherwise, he wouldn’t be invisible.” CJ had figured that out quicker than I.
“Yes. Artemis was naked,” I said, “but I wasn’t at it.” I slipped Mystic into my suit jacket pocket, where he still had goodies to nibble on from before. “Just loaning him my wedding tie.” After a moment to steady my nerves, I counted to fifty.
“What’s happening, now?” CJ asked.
“Shh.” I counted off twenty seconds more, then whispered, “Is he gone?”