She had never really picked up on guys and had decided that it was okay.It crushed me when I had found this out, but I have no problem with the homose...ual crowd. I believe that marrige and relationships only depend on one true factor: love. She loves women more than men. I was okay with that. I still am and I don't think I can be rocked from that position.Anyway, patch left art school and we hadn't talked for a while after until "the serious event" happened. I was happy to find out that patch. She cringed inside at what her mentor and teacher would say at thesloppy workspace before her. But was so tired...The potion had been brewing for nearly a month. She had added theprescribed ingredients at the proper times, done the incantations:everything had been done to the letter.And she had no idea if the potion would work.Tonight was a new moon. Tonight, she would find out.Jesse reached out to close the musty-smelling book that was propped openon one side of her workspace. The ancient. To call their home secluded would be an understatement, the nearest town was a solid forty-five minutes away. Kristys father was an investment banker with offices in Knoxville and Asheville and was frequently away on business, he loved their little house in the hills because it allowed him to get away from his usual frantic pace. Her mother was a nurse at a local Knoxville hospital and was always on call, not that she needed to be home as they had shipped Kristy off to a boarding school in. In the years that followed, I worked multiple shifts with her, and she seemed to get more and more comfortable with me, to the point that she would text and call and stop by to see me at my other job, often in the middle of the night when her shift was over. She started to hug me a lot as well, which I loved, because you could feel her huge breasts pressing against me. Jennifer was bigger than me (taller) and heavier, but absolutely beautiful. She was probably about 5'10" in her bare feet.One.