But, Elvia?You know she is a witch, right?" Y-yes," Nelly barely managed to get out, before Yvonne continued."But you don't know what type of witch sh... is. You see, each witch has asource of some kind. Hers is from hell. Yes, she made a deal with thedevil."The news nearly crushed Nelly. The whole morning she had looked forward tobecoming a girl. Not just in spirit and soul, but the body too. Now herdream vanished in a puff. She certainly wouldn't sell her soul to gain herideal body. Not if she. Imperiously, Bill stood in judgment. The tanned complexion and her youthful enthusiasm denied the age that random gray strands of hair hinted. She had a bandaged thumb and traces of dirt under her nails, evidence of involvement in the reconstruction. The denim jacket she wore looked more appropriate than the yellow dress underneath. A burn scar on her left leg disappeared up under the mid-calf hem. He wondered how far up it went and how it happened. She didn’t look the type to fall asleep drunk. He breathed deep through his mouth, to taste, rather than smell. He opened his senses fully to this raw woman's scent, stretching his tongue out toward her sweet, overpowering ass.Lily screeched in delight, shoving herself back toward him. "Oh yeah .... Oh God ....!" she groaned. Their ropes were being let out a little at a time, until they could almost touch. ***"Baxter, noooo!" Shari screamed in horror. "Baxter, wake up!" She collapsed back, exhausted from her futile attempts to get his. I'm surprised that he would give up a sure thing for a younger woman." Do you think I'm a slut?" Caroline asked.The ringing telephone saved me from having to answer her question. I hurried to my study, taking my glass with me."Hello?" Hi," you sound timid tonight," Adeline said."I was hoping it would be you." Am I interrupting anything important?" No, I was waiting for your call." What's rule number seven?" No mention of the difference in our ages." Very good, now I have something very delicate.