<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/38ed/ml3mpr0wazqo3e5zg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 4pt;"><br/></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Chloe</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Natural yet untrained witch.</span></span></li><li><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Modest girl, spelled into sexiness and unable to change clothes back.</span></span></li><li><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Feeling adventuresome and a bit horny.</span></span></li></ul></div></div><br/></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/9072/l4sngauu1a0c8lfzg.jpg)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)<br/><span style="text-decoration: overline;">          </span></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Emmy seems to calm and we contemplate the menu. But then all of a sudden she’s off to the ladies. I start to follow but sit back again. Much becomes clear. First Circe.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “Ease up, Cirse! Every thing we say is carrying meaning and it’s not good. Control your thoughts and your mouth. Please! You and me are shielded, but Emmy isn’t! So hush!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Emmy finally returns and hands Circe something. Oh my goddess what the? Emmy sits and I signal our waitress for another round of drinks. And pick upo the salt shaker and unscrew the top.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “Emmy, sit! Don’t budge!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">I stand and as artfully as I can mark a circle with the salt around her chair, thinking all the time that if forms a sphere around her and maybe all of us that will keep that force at bay. When I’m done, I sit back down and set the empty salt shaker on the table. Concentrate!</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “Stop thinking, both of you! Think about pizza. And adult beverages! Think about our friendship! Control your thoughts!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Set an image in my mind of a sphere of protection around us. I see our food approaching and let that through. Our waitress seems mystified by the empty salt shaker. I laugh at her constrnation and grin at her. Wjhen she’s gon, I pick up the shredded mozzarella and throw that around the pizza to form a pentagram.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “There! The pizza is better that anything to stop it all! Eat!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">I carve a slice for Emmy and put it on her plate. Another for Circe and finally one fore me.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “Eat!”</span></span><br/><br/>