My eyes followed her fingers as they circled across the flesh I so yearned to touch myself. She was so absorbed in what she was doing, she did not notice me. I approached her slowly; she finally looked up at me when my feet entered her field of view."Baby," she said firmly, "you know you're not allowed in here. Not without knocking. What if I'd been naked?" Well then, I thought, I would surely be lost. Resisting her clad in gauzy underthings was proving an impossible task; had she been naked, I would have thrown myself on her, heedless of the consequences.She finally noticed my hardness, tenting my pants. She seemed to recoil slightly, then stood, trying to usher me out of her room. I, however, would have none of that; I stepped in closer, my breath hot on her neck. "Mommy," I whimpered, "I need you."I leaned in for a kiss, but she flushed crimson, turning her head away. "No, baby," she whispered. Still, I would not be dissuaded. I leaned in closer, my hands resting on her hips. My. A tingle. Energies aligning, triggering another shiver.Closing my eyes I let my aura radiate, trying to block out my trepidation; the nagging doubts I have over what the hell I'm doing. What if Willow wakes to find my side of the bed empty? Would she worry? Call the police? What would the papers say? Crazy witch found naked in woods. I resist the temptation to insert the word dead in my fictitious headline. It won't come to that. I'm better than those before me. More practised. I can control it.I have to.Breathing steadily, I steel, reopen my eyes and approach the centre of the clearing, across the carpet of leaves that scuff and tickle my soles. The dark tips of my hair brush my spine with each crinkling step. I check all the elements are present, running through them in my head, eyes flitting across the space.Earth underfoot.Air all around.Water from the mist.Fire behind me, candle flickering inside the octagonal lantern alongside my clothes.That just leaves ether. The fifth.
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