Well, first off, she is gorgeous, and I like the skimpy outfit for this setting. Moreover, as a leg man, I appreciate how that right leg of hers goes all the way down. My attention is drawn to her chest initially, and then to her face, and then down, to her toes, and that's when I notice the fruit and get the double entendre of the title.
But, what is she looking at? I prefer to think of her in motion rather than posed, and neither her her eyes nor her expression suggest, to me, that someone else is there. Is it her master, who is supervising whatever's about to go down? An apprentice? Or is it I, or someone like me, who is mere moments away from being turned into a newt? Her hands are clasped in a way most unusual (although not unrealistic), and they seem (especially after I perform the clasp myself) as if she may be pensive and either trying to make a decision about what will happen next or, perhaps, she is wondering what will happen next. Perhaps she is no sorceress at all. It may be possible that she is but another component of a spell that an unseen mage is about to weave. So, that's what goes through my mind when I look at this piece. That, and that she is one striking woman.
Also, I am a big fan of lecterns, too, and that's a nice one. It looks good and sturdy, and there are few things more annoying that a wobbly lectern, especially when you have a book that big and you can't afford to muck around.
But, boy, those legs of hers are something.