When a new witch gets her powers, the older witch then dies. I’m here all alone with no family to help me with my witchcraft. I recently bought a ho...use at the beach. I love to spend time there. I was feeling a little sad about the passing of my Grandmother and coming into this life of witchcraft. I figured I would take a walk along the beach. I love to walk along the edge of the water and collect shells and sea glass. I have a really interesting sea glass collection. As I was walking around,. . Plus there’s usually a couple of floaters that show up in another hour to help with the lunchtime rush.I scoot back to my office and attend to some administrative tasks and answer a couple of company emails and then the day starts moving like a normal day.By eleven everybody’d cycled through, asking questions, received the short answer. Lunch was lunch, food flying across counters and out windows, all in a very organized and trouble-free manner. Sometimes it’s like this. Sometimes I’m. I'm switching to guns.” Never did put any clothes on that night. I kept waiting for someone to say something, just to see who'd break, but nobody did. And Sam couldn't let himself be upstaged, so after his shower he followed suit. Y'know, just your typical completely-heterosexual-and-don't-you-dare-say-otherwise all-male environment. The next couple of days followed the same pattern. Sam and I walked around naked after our showers, everyone got a show, nobody hurried to put his clothes back. Realisation dawned on her that she was going to have to strip. Like a cold icicle right down her spine nerves hit, suddenly stone cold sober. Standing up she did her best to imitate what the other girls had done, teasing away her final clothes revealing her all. The admiring glances began to turn her on. Slowly she lifted her hands up, and pirouetted slowly, giving everyone a good chance to look at her. Sitting down, Sharon concentrated on the game, determined not to lose this one. Cath lost,.