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I hung up. I was so pissed! I had really liked Wendy, but unfortunately my analysis was correct. I didn't need a girlfriend whose life was going to be controlled by her astrologer, which is where you end up once you start down that path. So Wendy was history. On the other hand, I thought I might like to become a little better acquainted with Maryann. If this bitch was going to fuck around with my life in such a cavalier fashion, perhaps I could return thefavor. Maryann was a witch. She belonged to a coven, cast spells, read tarot cards, practiced astrology, and generally believed anything that came along provided there was no very good reason to believe it. Maryann was about 5' 4" and slender with long blond hair and small breasts. She had rather a long nose and green eyes with a bit of a squint. In another 20 or 30 years, she would really look the part of a witch. But right now she was rather pretty.
Chapter 2--Acquisition I lived in a turn-of-the-century stone house in an older part of town. The basement was broken up into a number of rooms, all with stone walls. I had decided that Maryann was going to come and visit for a while and these rooms would be the perfect place for her to spend her time. I began preparing them for her arrival.