He was her angel, too. Her dark angel. Come to protect her from the harsh realities of life. Okay, maybe he hadn't done such a good job of it up to th...s point, she thought but she could be to blame also. With her summoning up of dark spirits. But this man was the one she wished for in her spell. She was sure of it now. He would be her protector and she would be his also. They were united under the full moon of darkness, two lonely souls searching for something they thought elusive, only to find. Signor Garcia asked Benin to sit with him as he was lonely and depressed. She'd obliged him, listening to him ramble on about his life. She didn't mind, she felt 'grown up, ' even though she didn't really understand most of what he was on about."My wife Juana," he went on, "doesn't understand... a man has needs and desires... is old fashioned, very Catholic, you understand."Benin wasn't so innocent that she didn't catch that drift of conversation. She felt a little embarrassed, true, but. It was 7:05 a.m. and that meant Ms. Reynolds would be coming out to grab her paper that was on her porch. Why I enjoyed watching this every morning was because Ms. Reynolds would only wear a robe in the morning and her robe would loosen a bit as she would bend over to pick up her paper and I could get a really good look at her cleavage. This morning though something different occurred. As she bent over to pick up her paper, she turned slightly and loosened her robe a bit more and began to rub. ” Mother told us.“Ellen is Witch?” Elsa questioned.“Yes, but you can’t have her...” Elsa cut her off.“Do I have to remind you of your place Sister?” Elsa raised her voice.“No! Damn you!” She hissed again.“Bring her to us now, I have need of strong talent, and she will be my truth at trial tonight. Bring her at once.” Elsa dismissed the Mother on her errand.Minutes later the Mother was back with Ellen in tow.“What level girl?” Elsa questioned the now frightened Ellen.“Sometimes 4th level Mam.”.