I told her that I would name thedog Betty. She smiled and said that was an appropriate name for a dog. Shedidn't know that was my grandmother's name. ...At least I had some of myfamily with me now.The old lady told me that it was time to take Betty out for some freshair. I went to open the garden door in the dark room. It was stuck. It wasobvious that this door was not open for years. Even now, it seemed wrongto open the door, as it would be letting light come in such a dark room.The servant. It seems the doberman noticed because he stuck his snout in my crotchpretty aggressively until Kyle called him off. We went inside and talked about the good old days andabout some of our old friends. Kyle married his childhood sweetheart, Karen. She was with their 2 kidsvisiting with her mom and Kyle was supposed to join up with them next weekend. I asked him who tendsto the farm and animals when he isn't around and he said he usually leaves the dogs at a kennel and another farmer who lives a. The muscles in her calves. How her skirt rode up the back of her legs. How her butt seemed to tighten as she stood on her toes.When the groceries were safely put away Mrs. Farrow folded the paper bags and stored them in the cabinet under the kitchen sink. “Well Billy it’s time to sit and enjoy a nice cup of tea and I still have some chocolate cookies left if you would like some.”“I sure would Mrs. Farrow. You make great cookies.” The cookies were great but I certainly was not going to miss out. Devious. Some of the magically-inclined ladies had collars, others were on the leash. Some were dressed beautifully, and others were hardly dressed at all! Hazel knew the witch population didn't necessarily have a culture that really fit into modern society, but she'd never seen such debauchery behind one simple gate before!Some of the more specific sights were what really worried her, though. Some witches were using their magicks on each other in ways others found taboo. Enchantments,.