Zack and Lisa spun around as more witches materialized out of nowhere and floated in the air.Zack felt his heartbeat speeding up as the wicked witches...snickered and screeched. Pale white faces resembling those of the dead contrasted with the black costumes and hats. Long stringy hair stuck out in clumps. Dark eyes mocked the couple's obvious fear. Lisa twirled to dodge the wrinkled hands grabbing at her but everywhere she moved they followed her.Her feet tripped over one of the brooms and Lisa. You could tell she was getting turned on by how much detail I put into it. She lets out a long sigh and says, "listen...I want to make adeal with you"My Ears open wide and I tell her to go ahead what's this deal? I didn't want to get my hopes up because usually when she asks to make a deal with me i"m usually bringing her somewhere for an extended period of time and I would receive money in exchange for that. But, I was really hoping it would be what I had always wanted! Anyway, she says, "Well. Jim and I went to the pub; they had Bushmills, but Jim stuck to beer. I know I live in the East, but I don't have a high opinion of the local beers, though some of the micro-breweries produce a fair pint, so while Jim supped his IPA, I stuck to whiskey. Before 'last orders' were called, we set off for Mill Road. To my surprise, Jim declined my invitation to come in."I haven't ... we haven't ... I mean, we're waiting until we're married. Might have to be longer than that," he added with a. "The thing that we can't figure out is where the new hormones arecoming from. If it were just your sister and your mom, we would haveassumed that it came from the, umm, regular organs and glands. But withyou, we now know this is an incorrect assumption. With you, many ofthese glands aren't even present!"He sat back, and looked at me with a little bit of tiredness andsadness. "These past couple of years have been quite, umm, interesting.And it is a little disappointing that we are ending up with.