"I'm saying my mother was a witch, and that the love our fathers triedto end was so much more than just a phase we were going through. Ourswas a love ...for the ages, and we were prepared to do whatever it tookfor us to be together. So I constructed a spell for use on a father anddaughter, one that alters reality in a very specific way. My true loveand I used it a month ago, and now that the full moon is here once morewe can use it again."I was trying so hard to stay awake that I didn't notice. Diane and I had been playing cards and wanted to play something different, so she got the Twister out, it was hard spinning the pointer and moving over the game sheet so she went and asked Hazel to come and play with us, I think she was board as she didn’t argue and came up to play, Diane and I went first and I won, so I stayed on to take Hazel on, it was as we played I kept trying to look up Hazels skirt, I wanted to see if she was like Diane, needless to say Hazel saw this and asked what I. She was in her late-30s but could almost pass as a coed. She had a baby face with shoulder-length brown hair and brown eyes. The brief times I was around her, I had make a conscious effort not to stare. Which was made even more difficult because she would always wearing fitted clothing that would accentuate her size 34D breasts and tight ass. Looking at her, you would have never known she was a mother, but the couple had one c***d, Mackenzie, who was 18. Despite house sitting on-and-off for. The whole time, Dale kept watching Wayne like he was keeping an eye on him. He noticed that the watchfulness increased whenever Wayne leaned near any of the little angel figurines that were placed on seemingly every available surface. Did Dale think he was going to steal one? If he was a racist idiot that would explain the flinch, calling him “boy,” and the questions about sports. Sara might not even have told her dad he was black.He looked back at Sara for reassurance and was reminded why it.