I watched as he froze. For close to half a minute he stood there, bent low and staring into my other car. Eventually he turned back to me, a huge grin...etched onto his face. What.. What the fuck have you done? he questioned. I smiled. Ive gotten us two slaves, thats what Ive fucking done. John looked back at the car, then back to me. He gestured at the trunk of his pickup. See all that shit? There is no way youre paying for that. The pay is right in there. I laughed. Of course. Go on then, get. After that you were suppose to talk to us about your car stuck in theditch!", said the first witch."Don't yell at me! The author is getting lazy.", smirked Bill.(Listen up people. Could be we don't have any witches nor Bill in the rest ofthis story. Could be the cauldron has a terrible "accident" and ya'll willbecome a bunch of newts. - Author)"He's testy today", said the first witch to NO ONE, as the cauldron startedto boil over."Asshole." muttered Bill, as the cauldron now shot its contents. Lena looks up to me both in her sould as in real as she is on her knees opening my blue jeans.Lena looks at my half hard male member in astonishment as she remembers well its full length.Lena is looking up to me waiting for my advise how to proceed with her mouth lips and hands.Lena take my member in your right hand, slowly pull the foreskin from the top to bare the bulb.Lena cup your left hand gently under my balls -- to squeeze them sweetly -- while you milk me.Lena now give a nice long wet. See, in the original history of the Salt War, only about a dozen people died, but half of those deaths were from the rioting and looting that happened after Howard and two other men with him were executed by a Mexican firing squad.As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I went to the restaurant to see if Anna was there yet. Of course she was. Even though it was an hour before opening, Anna was there helping set the tables for the evening. I asked for a minute of her time, and she grabbed my hand and.