.. hitting yourself on the hand with hammer, you know?"I shook my head. What did a hammer have to do with sexual assault?She put a hand on one of my t...ighs, keeping the comforter between us."Okay, you've hit your finger before surely. I mean, I've done it dozensof times, and I don't work in construction." Yeah," I said, trying to follow her thought processes. "I've probablydone it a hundred times." And it hurts, right? Like stinging like crazy pain." She nodded inresponse to her own statement.. As she filled small cups with the cider, the witch cackled, “This witches brew shall make some of you tall and others small. Go through the door to the right to grow and to the left to shrink!”Most of the kids waited for their parents to tell them that it was okay to drink the potion. It didn’t take long for them to finish the little cups of drink. Surprisingly, all of the kids threw their empty paper cups into the caldron labeled trash. Later in the evening, the display would be darkened and. "I just thought we should slip into some nighties."She has occasionally suggested that I wear feminine clothing, and it has always led to great sex, so I was immediately aroused."Sounds like a great idea!" I replied and went to our bedroom to change. I chose a long lavender gown with lace inserts over my breasts. It felt just wonderful to slip on. It went well with the pale pink panties I already had on.When I returned to the living room I sat next to her and she complimented me on my attire.. Her clothes were sitting in the laundry baskets for washing, and even her jewelry was put away in her jewelry cases. She smiled as she realized that Jack had tidied things up while she slept.She listened quietly and heard Jack talking to the cat downstairs in the kitchen. She sat up, swung her legs over the side of the bed and padded barefoot to her dresser. She pulled open a drawer and took out her red lace nighty and slipped it on, then she took the matching robe from the hook inside her.