The truth is, we witches can appear as anything we wish. If we want to be craggy old women to scare people, we can. If we want to be sultry sexpots to...attract someone, we can do that. We can appear as anything we want - plant, animal, or person. We can even be invisible if we choose," Mistress explained.Mistress Mombi took Dorothy by the hand and pulled her closer. Dorothy blushed when the Mistress told her to strip. Mistress scolded the timid girl and reminded her that it was only 'us girls'. "It is!" she said while she unlocked the door, "I can just step out and run down the stairs."She opened the door and gestured me inside. It was a very white apartment with the evening sunlight pouring in the window in the living room."Have a seat, and I'll get the tea," she said sweetly as I sat on the couch with a million questions running through my head.I peered around. The door was opposite a large window. The third wall to my right was blank and the wall to my left had a doorway leading to. He pulled back his hood and shook like a dog, water flying off his body. She kept chuckling as he shook of the last drops of water. His own jeans were soaking wet from the bicycle ride, all the way to his thighs, and his shoes and socks squished when he walked, little puddles of water forming at his feet."Good grief!" she said. "You look like you swam over here!" I feel that way too," he laughed."Let me hang this in the basement," she said, taking his wet coat. "I don't suppose you brought any. I jerked the leash before she could gain her feet and she fell back on her butt in the sand. She looked up at me then back at the approaching Kimberly."Oh shit, shit, shit. She is pissed!" she exclaimed."Kneel at my feet Brittany." I used my no nonsense tone, "NOW!"Indecision flickered across Brittany's upturned face as she stared first up at me and then at her older sister. She made up her mind and crawled next to my feet, turned and went up on her knees to face the oncoming Kimberly..