This was the first I'd heard of her mentioning otherwitches (and wizards, which I assumed were male to the female witch) exceptwhen she mentioned her ...arents, who she'd never told me a great deal about."Are there many of them?" I asked as I watched her walk, still nude, to herrolling luggage, which I knew to be a simple ruse to hide a nearly infiniteblack hole of storage space.She began to rummage around in it, her face scrunched in concentration, butshe answered after a moment."Many what?. When all of those sensations stopped she opened her eyes and smiled before getting up and going to bed. It may have been a dream but at least it was a sweet and soothing dream. Chapter Two Joyce thought about her sweet dream several times over the next few days. It was a puzzle to her because she was certain she wasn’t asleep, but there was no other explanation for that sweet experience. She just hoped she could have that dream again soon or at least one as nice as that one. It was just a few. . I remember taking a deep breath, he pulled out at first than poured some more lube on my ass, pushed back in again… he repeated it for a few time, all the while he was still puffing on that weed. I remember one guy told me once to relax my hole when the cock was in, so I tried to relax as much as I could… his skinny body was against my ass, now I knew he was deep in my ass, I felt his skinny long cock in my gut.. I remember gripping the carpet on the floor, this little old man started picking. Grey responded by sweeping her up in his arms by her ass but she pushed him away, “watch the make-up” she directed. He backed off. “Let’s go lie to some customers and get drunk!” and they were gone.What do I do? Should I slip out? Should I wait hours for their return? I chose the later, and settled-in.Hours later I was disturbed by some noise. I roused from my closet repose and watched. Judy and Grey had returned and were obviously drunk. As soon as the door closed, they were in each other’s.