Tears sprang to my eyes not because I was afraid or saddened at all bythe prospect of my impending death. I was much too young to evenunderstand what ...t meant to have one's life come to an end, let alonehow I felt about my imminent demise. I suppose that is why they onlysend young men to war when they should actually be sending old, uselessmen to die for silly causes. The image of old men hobbling about on abattlefield stabbing at each other with swords and spears cheered me fora moment, but. "Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap, whadamigonnado whadamigonnado whadamigonnado!" she mumbled, in a voice full of frustration and self-pity.Being the youngest and least powerful witch in the coven Carina was always charged with finding sacrifices for the covens rituals. Most of the other witches saw finding sacrifices as a task unfitting a pure blooded witch, so it was always given to the witch of non-Wiccan. If it weren't for the death of one their sister witches this coven wouldn't even need. Next, I took off her bottoms and guided her down to the floor. She lay back on the carpet and spread her legs."Oh, poor hairless cunt," I said in mock sympathy as I lowered my head to her crotch. "I have to save the pretty thing from drowning in its own juices."I lay my right hand on mom's left inner thigh and starting licking her moist pussy tentatively. As soon as my tongue touched her lips, she started to moan softly. I concentrated my gentle tongue strokes around her clit while brushing her. By f******n, the psychologist had helped himself to my virginity, including my back-door entrance, and he was married in his late 50's, his two daughters in my school.The scandal should it ever be known, was too much to bear, so we as a family were shipped of to another place, where my presence, was appreciated by the parishioners, especially the ones where I went to clean their houses and do their gardens, all duties carried out in various styles of naughty clothing or just plain nude, as.