"Finally!" Princess Minerva said, the moment our lips parted.

Then she pushed me back onto the couch and climbed on top of me. She kissed me several times, her chestnut hair cascading around our faces like a curtain.

"This is probably bad," I said, trying to keep my wits about me. What was I doing?!

"No," Minerva's lips worked their way along my neck, starting at the base of my ear and searching for my collar. "This is going to be very good."

She found what she was ...