Once I got there, I saw a big mass of people, in what looked like a kind of procession or demonstration, in a square with a lot of barriers, with rows...of people packed against them. I asked a guy standing nearby what was going on, he told me that it was a protest rally for the problems in the Middle East. I decided to look around a bit then head to the gym afterwards. There were a lot of people watching the speaker, so I could not move to the front. After about 10 minutes, there was a shift in. Peter Mitchell stood there, not saying a word, letting out the occasional moan with pleasure. He could smell Rebecca’s perfume and the scent seemed to become stronger as they both grew increasingly turned on. The young Head of Music stopped as she heard Joanne making her way down the stairs and Rebecca moved away from Peter and stood by the table, studying the variety of implements laid out before her. Joanne appeared in the living room a second later. She was dressed in a thin, silky, navy. "But I came here to get my moneyor else." Or else what? Are you going to take it out of my hide?" Listen, just pay me my money and I'll leave you alone." Look, silly man, I'm not going to pay you for work you didn't do," Isaid."You really are a piece of work," he said"I don't like your tone mister and we don't have anything more to talkabout," I said."Agreed, so pay me my money." No," I said, stomping my foot down like a spoiled brat. "I'm not payingyou one red cent until I see some results.". Dave didn’t lie to his family, and he told them the truth about the source of medication. While his mother wasn’t fond to hear that her son had met with the witch, she was immensely grateful about the medicine. The parents swore to never tell anyone else in the village and they asked Dave to seek the witch once more to give her a gift to show their gratitude.He was then sent back into the woods, this time carrying a bucket of milk and the meat of two of their best turkeys. The witch was.