The antimagic dust, I'd forgotten I had ordered this for the coven of witches. Better make a note to call Samantha in the morning and let her know i...s in."At that moment the lights flickered out and as the wizard was placing the vial back, his hands slipped where the vial fell into the open box, the top flying open and spilling the dust into the contents of the crate. Cursing at himself for his clumsiness, the wizard cleaned up the dust with a vacuum cleaner he kept around for such an. "But, uh, aren't they ..... uh ..... a little ..... uh, 'girlie'," Iblurted out."I don't think so, but if you want you can always let them grow backout," Christine said.At school the following Monday, I did get stares from a couple of theguys, but a number of the girls came up to me and told me how much cuterI looked with my eyebrows that way. And after a couple of days ofcontinually checking my "new look" out every time I walked past a mirror,I decided that I rather liked what Christine had. I was never fully sure of what was going through her mind during those times but I know that I often relived our encounters.You see, I knew what she looked like without her clothes on. She may have come across as a demure and innocent young lady but I knew that she was different naked and behind closed doors. I had feasted my eyes on the sight of her with legs spread wide and I had done things to her in my bed that even her husband had never done. Cherie loved sex and there was very little that. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his hard chest and slowly let it travel down. My fingertips touched every muscular ridge of his body until I reached his huge dick. It was by far the biggest one I had seen in person and dwarfed my ex-husband’s. I wanted to ask “where do you plan on putting that monster" but I put on my big girl face and tried to be sexy. Then he asked me a strange question “Do you trust me." It was strange because I had never really trusted anybody but myself, but I took the.