Mister Harris loved his garden and worked in it daily. He had a little stool he took with him as he worked. He’d work until he got tired, he’d sit...on his stool and rest, then get up, move it a bit, work some more. I helped him many a day. He loved it. Everybody in the neighborhood benefited from gifts of fresh produce.I had expected to walk into his house, find him enjoying his afternoon coffee, that day. I didn’t. I called. I looked in every room of the house, calling his name. No answer. Then. Your head tilts back to rest on my shoulder as you enjoy my kisses and the feeling of my hands on your body. I slide my hand up under your shirt and squeeze your breast as I pull you in towards me. You reach around your back and undo your bra so that I can hold your tits in my warm hands. As your bra lets go, you let your hand slide down my body to caress my pants - to discover that I am getting quite aroused.As I caress your breast with my left hand, I slide my right hand down to your pants. We could see the value of the new crystals in an instant. The telepathic communication we had between ourselves facilitated the rapidity of our responses, and I now understand what it is like to be part of a hive mind. The Coven have powerful telepathy, but we are now experiencing an entirely new generation of telepathy and communication.“We asked Porquenta about your crystals, but he won’t say much about your abilities. There was something about the way he answered that indicated your skills. He left his lawn mower at the gate to the back yard and started back around to the front of the house. The only way to the back yard would be thought the garage door, past the bedrooms and out the back door. As he entered the house he noticed the lights were low and cloths on the floor not thinking about it. He walked toward the back door. As he passed the last bedroom before the back door, he saw the door was slightly ajar so as he walked passed he peeked in. To his surprise Nikki was laying.