She looked lost; it would not be long before Marisa would leave too. All of her children would be gone in a period of time that was arriving too soon ...or my mother. She turned to look out the window. I smiled at her back and moved towards her. I wrapped my arms around her neck and pushed my hips against her.She gasped, feeling my intent.I turned her around and pressed my dick against her stomach. She turned her face up for my lips. I captured her mouth to mate the taste of our need. She was. "That won't be a problem. You see, I am a witch." Good shtick!" I thought and then said, "That's great! What my fantasyis, is to feel all of the changes, nothing painful, that happen to mybody. You are in complete control and make it very clear to me that youare. You have to make it clear that it's your choice and there isnothing I can do to stop the changes. Tell me how I feel and don't askmy permission. While you're doing this, I'll be looking at the picturesof a woman I think it would be. She looked behind her, briefly, stood the umbrella in a corner out of the way then knelt down on her coat. This made things very crowded in the booth, and my back was against the door. She looked up again, as if seeking permission, then applied herself to unzipping my pants. She soon had my cock in her mouth, and I took the telephone receiver off its hook and held it next to my ear for the benefit of any passersby—not that it would have made much difference, as our combined body heat had. The day of the move arrived and two bright yellow pantechnicons appeared outside the house. Father put us in the car and we left Balham. I knew the way to Rottingdean but when we got to Purley we turned off and travelled through East Grinstead.We arrived at our new house and Mother and Father seemed to be as excited as I had ever seen them. I was scared, the house was nothing like our home in London. It was white and square with none of the little nooks and crannies that I was used to. I.