Dave Simmons drove up to his house in even more bad humor than normal. He had learnt that the sight of his right eye could not be saved. He cursed the...woman who had partly blinded him, Maureen Fellowes. He had done some research on her and found she was a Priestess of a Wiccan coven. He shivered at the thought of ever meeting her again. He smiled ruefully that he had been invited to join that same coven. He wasn’t interested in that ‘crap’ he called it.It was when he got out of his car he knew. I learned to clean bathrooms and toilets, to pick upmats of hair from showers and to vacuum bedrooms, taking the at-times-still-wet sheets to wash. If the homeowner was not watching I wouldeagerly sniff the aromas of passion before tossing the sheets into thewasher. I learned to cook, to serve correctly and to pick up just asproperly. I learned to wash the dishes and put them away before retiringfor the night. And my favorite part of the day was picking up thehomeowner's panties, learning how. They'll get used to it." You mean ... you mean ... it's not just today?" That came out as a whimpered plea."As terrified as I was, I need lots of practice," Lisa stated. Her mother was starting to look pathetic, and Lisa felt hardly any guilt at the pleasure it gave her. She decided to see if she could really destroy her mother. It was revenge, and she knew it, but she could not stop herself."I'll let you decide if it would be better for Dad or for the boys to help me get used to the touching,". About halfway across she was only a few paces from a guy coming out of the store when a well-timed breeze lifted her dress and gave the lucky guy quite a frontal eyeful. He just stopped and stared. Jacqui stopped too and didn’t move until her dress settled down as she was well aware this was why she was out there. Jacqui later told me that the guy simply said," thank you; great dress" and continued on to his truck.I followed them into the store and keeping my distance I wandered behind them as.