The entire female population of almost eighty souls was fearful that they might fall victim to false accusations. Include in that mix were the thirtee...n true witches in the village that were spitting with outrage that they were being harassed when in their logical perspective they were only doing what came naturally when it came to sex and spells and everything in between.The witch-hunting team only had two members.They were fraternal twins born on Halloween’s day exactly thirty years prior and. The marshal warned me that those two idiots were bound to take a shot at me at the first opportunity. Their brother was deathly ill from buckshot wounds, and was not expected to live. The Fletchers were blaming that on me, but they had not said how I might have caused his problem.Okay, I had not forgotten the Fletchers, but I figured that none of them were smart enough to give me any real trouble. That was another case of arrogance getting in the way of good sense. You didn’t have to be very. Father Reilly saw her at her home one evening when he visited to sort some trivial details of the procession; her hair was flowing freely and her everyday clothes did nothing to hide her fast developing figure. As she brought him some tea, then turned away and showed a tight but plump behind to him, he felt a twinge between his legs that he had kept firmly repressed for some years.That night in bed he had a dream in which he disrobed the girl-woman and beneath the childish clothes he discovered. Opening her eyes, she smiled at me and said, “Oh Gramps, how do you know so much about sex? You make me feel so wonderful, I could just cry,” and the tears started to flow. I lay down beside her and cuddled her into my arms and rocked her saying, “Its okay Kristy, Gramps is here.” We had about an hour and a half to sleep, shower and change and to get down to the dinning room for our last meal together on this vacation. The shower was the most relaxing since we spent it together. Slowly.