Magnolia’s workshop was located right in the heart of town, right behind the local tavern, and across from the town square. It was a small space, ju...t big enough to fit a workbench and a bookshelf. She had two stools by the bench for any customers as well. At the back was ladder leading to an upstairs loft where she lived. There was a bed, and a small kitchen area, and an even smaller bathroom. It wasn’t anything fancy, for sure, but she loved it all the same. And as a young witch who was only. However, I couldn’t do anything about it as she didn’t say anything directly to me and was just playing along with the ‘friend’ game. But little did I know that it was the play that was going to cost me a lot.So, one fine day, I was just relaxing in the park with her sitting by my side and suddenly, out of the blue, she just invited me to her hostel room. I was like, “Did she just said what I heard or I am hearing the voices?” But to clear the doubt, I again asked her, “What do you mean by. It was pretty nice, actually,” Rachel laughed while several of my ladies approached me, including Katrina and Andrea.“Face it, Dad, you’re the bee’s knees!” Shelby teased me now while Max and she felt me up.“Yeah, Dad,” Max half-seriously called me.“Oui, Papa!” Josie exclaimed, getting a high-five from Jeanne and Manon each.“Hey, it’s not like you’re getting any older, babe! Or did you forget the consequences of your resurrection, hon!” Marcy told me as she appeared among us.I laughed at that. The trains never on time and I was leaving for work at 6am instead of my normal 8am. My wife was angry at my stupidity and thought I deserved what I got,after a few weeks of travel I noticed a woman I thought must be in her thirties and would get on the bus a stop after mine ,catch the same train and get off at the same station.She was about 5’8′ tall slim and about a 14b bust well a bit bigger than my wife who was a 12c.She was well dressed wearing business suits or stylish.