They all seemed to have agrace, a natural elegance and a sense of personal freedom that I longedfor and I envied them their curvy silhouettes and thei... skirts thatswayed so gracefully as they walked. It struck me one day that there washardly one part of a woman's body that couldn't be adorned, painted, be-jewelled or decorated in some way! They could walk arm in arm, laugh orcry, spend hours on themselves - plucking their eyebrows, curling theirhair, polishing their nails, agonising over. Finally there was a long weekend and they were leaving to stay at a friend’s house Friday after school and would not be back till sometime Sunday. I called my new friend and told him it would be this weekend and asked what day was better Friday evening, Saturday day or Saturday night .He said it would be better Saturday day no one would be looking for him and he could still go out in the evening If he wanted too, then he asked if he could take pictures too I told him, as long as my wife’s face. Jerry, my mother’s friend, started coming around regularly to teach me the very basics of controlling the power so I didn’t get mad and use magic on someone accidentally. One of the first skills that he taught me was to hide that I could use the power.’ She shrugged. ‘If no one suspected that I was magical, there was no problem. That was Jerry’s solution. To hide the fact that I could use the power.’ ‘You were taught to mask your aura to hide that you were magical?’ I scribbled a few more notes. Both of them were dressed in simple long flowing black robes tied at the throat. Nikki was a short-haired brunette and her sister Cassidy was the long haired blonde of the family. Both were quite petite at about 5ft 2ins tall. Cassidy was the more slightly built of the two, and if I didn't know them so well, I would have sworn that Cassidy was no more than 15 years old.Nikki spoke first, explaining their presence "Cassidy has just turned 18." Congratulations" I butted into her explanation.