The sister of the mayor raised her voice in ageless song in a language forbidden by their unwanted guest oppressors and they all vibrated with the pow...r of the words and repeated them like a litany of prayer to a feared supreme being. There was no joy in their celebration, only breathless whispers of muted dark and deviant incantations handed down from generation to generation by females of their ilk.The witches of East Reading all pushed their buttocks up to the shining moon in ritual. I told them our target’s name, which surprised them only slightly and also the effect that killing him would have. They were not sure how they felt about us losing our abilities. They were worried that if their abilities were lost before the threat the Dran posed was dealt with, they could wind up in his clutches. They were not wrong, as the threat his arrogance and greed posed was viable. We had a lot of people behind us, of course, but there was no telling if it would be enough. For now, we. "Think of it as an early Christmas present." I replied. "Its free for as long as you can fuck her."There were about 12-15 of them of various ages, some indigenous, some surprisingly young and a couple that were hard to gauge. I would say 70 years old."White cunt hey?" one of the indigenous men said. "aint never had that before. How old?" 38" I replied."Fuck a young one!" he replied. "I'm into that." And made his way to the van.I slid opened the side door and he slowly climbed in. "Got lights?". Pretty quiet if she doesn’t know you but a real talker when she does. Naive, innocent, but sarcastic. Small breasts and thin waist, long legs but not tall, very beautiful from behind. That was the setting of my home coming.When I arrived, she helped me move my car load of stuff and get organized. She was very excited to have me back home. Lots of questions and wondering how long I was going to stay. It wasn’t very long that the comparison was made to ten years prior. “Just like when we lived in.