"I was just having a snack. Help yourself." She gestured toward a plate of crackers covered with some kind of pink spread."Thanks." I took one and pop...ped it in my mouth. It was awful."Can I see the pictures?"I handed her the envelope. She opened it and took out the stack of prints, and thumbed through them carefully. Then she held the negatives up to a floor lamp and spent a few minutes studying those."Naturally you made some extra prints for yourself," she said finally. "You don't have to. " Racheal taps his head and says, "and you didn't need to know." Vicky continues and says, "the spell we'd like to use is a multiplier spell. It can multiply eight people twenty times depending on if we have help. Two witches aren't as good as three." "Well that would have to be up to Racheal, if she want to use magic or not," I replied. Racheal looks over and says, " Vicky, you said yourself my powers are weakening. I'm not as good of a witch as I used to be." Vicky replies, " no but you can. I guess they knew Berry had left town and they thought they might have a chance with Jane. I didn't blame them. She had graduated to a bikini that accented the curves in her figure very nicely.Mrs. Crumbly, the inquisitive neighbor, spoke to us as we were closing the pool for the last time that summer. "I hope you'll be back next year. I've enjoyed watching all the activity."By activity, I assumed she was referring to our taking turns in the cabana. I looked at Jane, not knowing how to respond.. After a few minutes curiosity took the better of me and I decided to check out what she was doing, she was not in the room and the bathroom door was slightly ajar. I could hear her taking the bath; I came out of her room and sat in the living room. In the evening she asked what to cook and I told her whatever she feels like, she just smiled and left and prepared the dinner. All this while she had not made a start and I was scared to make one. This went on for a couple of days, one fine morning.