It was possible, but I suspected their expertise came all out of the "Romance" magazines they all seemed to carry. They used them like umbrellas to wa...d away boredom instead of mere drops of water dropping from the heavens above.On the night that I was scheduled, I knocked at the Snyder's door carrying my little ditty bag of dirty pocket books and a couple of bars of candy in the even they were the kind of folks that didn't hold store with that kind of goody.The girl that answered the door. As they turned, Sarah and Rebecca saw that, for the first time, both girls were fully and smartly dressed, and the effect was wondrous. Both of them were in fitted jackets, with pastel shirts underneath, with pencil skirts, black stockings and high heels. The whole effect suited the young girls beautifully, and Sarah and Rebecca rose and crossed to them and spent a few minutes taking turns in admiring and congratulating and petting them. Then together the four of them walked downstairs. At first, she thought it must have been something in her shadowy dreams but there just a scant dozen feet in front of her was a naked female being sodomized by a line of ugly featured males armed to the teeth with weapons of every description. She could tell from the woman's freely-flowing tears that she was not in accord with the attention her backside was attracting from the line of nasty faced characters but that she seemed to be somewhat resigned to the fate and made no effort to resist her. I was a woman, no doubt about that and I was in a new apartment - far nicer than any I could have afforded as a reporter and yet it didn't seem real. I still thought as if I was Ken Clarke but I felt as if I was Veronica Hetherington, and I didn't know what to believe.For the next few hours I went through a myriad of thoughts and emotions. I hadn't forgotten Helen completely, though I did forget she was a witch - to my mind she was a former girl friend, and the memories were merely romantic. I.
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