The crystal showed a scene of Dorothy and her companions on the near edge of the Haunted Forest. Within a few minutes, they would arrive at the castle..."Damn! Damn! DAMN!," the Witch huffed. "So close... So close, and yet..."She tossed the dildo aside, jumped out of bed, and threw on her long, black bathrobe and grabbed her pointed hat.She stomped out of her room and down the hallway, threw open a door. Inside the room were two winged monkeys; the King of the Monkeys and his latest concubine.. My last shreds of dignity went by the wayside, and I begged shamelessly for release. He stood there and let me run my mouth, and when I finally realized he wasn't going to respond to my pleading I quieted myself and hung my head in submissive frustration. Then he said, very quietly, "You seem to have forgotten why you are here, so I will remind you. You are here for my pleasure, not yours, and you must learn to be less selfish. Turn around and face the door." Oh oh, I thought, now what? I got. He crawled around until he found the woman with what was probably the largest chest in the truck and moved over to her. She was a black woman, maybe in her mid-twenties, sitting upright and clad in what used to be a decent blouse and skirt. Her assets weren’t the biggest he had ever seen -- for that matter, he had an overweight aunt that was bigger -- but they were the biggest available nearby that he had found. The light was pretty bad, but her hair and makeup looked like they were in ruins,. Her face was definitely the face of a woman who had lived a full life. Fine lines ran across her forehead, out from her eyes and around her mouth. Far from detracting they emphasised the beauty of her finely sculptured head. The boots I noticed were expensive and well fitted, tight to strong calf muscles and slim ankles. The heels were higher than I would have expected for a day selling plants, but she moved easily, her buttocks rotating hypnotically as she walked. Jill was very different but.