"Mom! There is like a witch at the door!" the teen shouted into theapartment. It made Tamara cringe. The existence of witches was carefullykept secret...for centuries. Now some ditz not only knew that Tamara wasone, but she also shouted it out to let the world know.A moment later a mid-thirties woman arrived and send the girl away."Hello. Sorry about that. You are Miss Russo, right? My name is AlexaGreene. We spoke on the phone."Tamara took the offered hand and shook it. "Yes, I am Tamara Russo.. She was a trim but still she was a shapely woman with sizeable breasts. She always and I mean always wore light colored tops to work. The students began to recognize that and some of the girls eventually began to mimic her style of dressing herself. They also found she was sexy when she got dressed each morning and most of them tried to do what she did each day. Eventually those boys caught on to that fact and the girls and the boys were hitting on one another. Later that day he went to Mrs.. I gave him the bare minimum of information and as I expected, he was sympathetic.“Sorry Caleb, you don’t deserve any of this. You’ve always been a much more devoted husband than I have. I can’t understand Sally, not at all. Come over and see us soon, won’t you?”I assured him that I would, with all the certainty of a brother who probably wouldn’t. I knew it and so did Michael.The second call was more involved and much more emotional. My sister Deirdre burst into tears and sounded. I didn’t realize anything was wrong until I heard a gasp from her hostess. A shotgun boomed.I turned slowly, glad Sandy was in the kitchen. There were two of them early twenties or late teens. You could tell from the looks on their faces that at least one was high and the other needed a fix, judging from the way his hands were shaking I slowly raised my hands. The boys started screaming about this being a robbery and everyone needed to stay cool.“All right. Everyone needs to be cool. Ginny,.