Ash gently settles down onto me. She strokes my sides in appreciation, sending a shiver down me. Melanie hands Ash a cup of tea. “Here you are. I really like this new mint blend that Cass has started to make these days.” “Thank you.” Comforted by the weight and warmth Ash is providing, I start to feel her curves. Her waist, her bottom, her thighs… It occurs to me that I have never had any sexual experiences with Ash, thou...

My Miss, Melanie, is a well-respected witch. She spends much of her time in conversation not only with fellow humans but with the rivers, trees, and mountains, as she is well versed in communication as well as with transformation. She also is a mentor to the many young witches who frequently come to visit us. We have been living together for about six years. Since I am inclined towards the herbals, I tend the garden, maki...

I had my group of friends. We had been friends since early on in high school, and though we had since become a lot looser of a friend group we still tried to spend as much time as possible with each other and could talk to each other about things that we couldn’t to anyone else, or just ‘be’ without worrying. We were each other’s oasis in the wilderness of high school – it was quite amazing that we could find each other t...