It’s not the same thing. You’re so lucky. Josephine is so beautiful.” She turned towards Charlotte, a mournful expression on her face. “Why ca...’t I have a lover like you? Will I always be lonely?” Charlotte put a reassuring arm around Enid’s shoulder and pulled her head onto her breast. The office was empty. The working day had finished and the cleaner was busy on another floor of the building. She had stayed late to finish some paperwork that she had allowed to accumulate and hadn’t expected. That as she stretched her slender arms behind her back, she was presenting her perky D cup breasts to the world. Or that to bending down to touch her toes was exposing her unshaven virgin pussy to any passer-by that glanced up at her room.Lilian was not like other girls and the thought that men would want to stare at her firm naked body never entered her mind.Her parents believed the world had become a vile and depraved place, that keeping her from learning too much about it would keep her. She didn't know if this was coded language for drugs, meditation, or something she hadn't even thought of.Her friend wouldn't give her very much background information, other than how to find the woman's mountainside home. It wasn't too complicated, just up a winding road that GPS couldn't always detect. The witch had a good amount of land, the wildlife flourishing. It was clear she maintained a large garden, and a variety of different animal species had found themselves drawn there.Jessica. Inside the padded manilla shipping envelope were two items.The first was an antique leather-bound journal with a worn strap holding its covers shut, the second was a heavy envelope with my name, Melissa Gordon, written on it in neat (if old-fashioned) cursive hand. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company watermark in the center of the page. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the.