" I curtseyed to my aunt."Get on with your work, girl, get out." She waived me away."Yes Madam." I curtseyed and left.I checked the bags each person h...d put their filthy, sweaty, mudencrusted kit into a supermarket carrier bag and labelled it with theirname on a large luggage label. The boots were tied together by the lacesthese also had a label attached to them.Over the next few days I sewed labels at every opportunity. Theinstructions were quite precise where the labels were to be. Keeping any pressure off his cock, I moved my tongue from one nipple to the other, never letting my wet tongue lose contact with the warm skin on his chest. Glancing at his face, I saw his eyeballs move behind his closed eyelids and felt my own body grow warmer at the idea of pleasing him."Oh yeah, that feel so good," he mumbled as I kept his nipples wet and hard for a few minutes until I felt he'd had enough and raised my head. Martin looked at me through half opened eyes while I gave him a. Looks like I've missed out on both. I've got a gift for her as well. Nothing special, just a token. You know, of my love.Dropping my briefcase arrogantly in the hallway, I stroll through to the kitchen. Karen and I have a rule about leaving notes, and we both take it seriously. There's a small whiteboard above the fridge that has comments scrawled on it of an informational, amusing, or erotic nature, depending on the situation and the company. It's always my first stop if Karen is not at. The fear I saw in her eyes, the same fear I felt in my heart, froze us both for a moment. That moment was all it took for the witch to complete her spell. When she slammed the rocks together in her hands, stone erupted from the earth and encased my friend in a rocky tomb. I cannot describe the anger this murder put in me. I can only measure it by what I did to avenge her death. There were in our world other dark creatures, much darker than witches. The darkest of all was the phantasm, an.