She has all sorts of connections.”“And you’re not going to swive me?” she asked, chin a tremble.I shook my head. “It’s your choice.”She ...odded. Mounted behind me with her luscious body pressed to mine and arms about my waist, we headed for Madam Von R--’s. By sundown, we might have been halfway there and I was sure my friends back in camp were furious.I found what appeared to be a well-kept tavern, and she waited while I saw to the tired horse. She was not very heavy, but my old mare still did. She grabbed her as cheeks and bent down and spread them apart. She then ran her fingers through pussy lips spreading them apart. My girl would make a lot of money if she were a stripper. She made sure that she turned around so that all got a good show. She slowly dried her hair wrapped it in the towel picked up her robe and walked back up to the van. Minutes later there were men all around again. She was setting in the door of the van brushing out her long red hair. She still had not put. A child that might have kept them together as a couple.And here I was asking about a child sired by her ex-husband with her best friend Jill, a child that Jill had felt she had no choice but to have terminated, which I knew would have broken her heart at the time. How this made Charlotte feel I couldn’t begin to imagine, and here I was asking Charlotte all about the topic as if she were some uninvolved bystander.“Sorry, Charlotte. Please forgive me, I shouldn’t have asked. It’s just these last. "Alex was standing up and looking down at me, waiting... But my attention was on something else. The sun was setting and in the deepening gloom of my guest room, there was something about her ring."Alex? Is your ring glowing?"She looked at it and whatever reaction I expected didn't come close to the sheer terror she displayed, "FUCK! It's witches! They've cast a locator spell. Move it, Chuck! We have to leave NOW!" Is that why your ring is glowing?" Yes," Alex bit off as she dressed. "I made a.