Nora’s Bedroom:
Kelly walks into the bedroom from the bathroom and notices Nora reading a book. She couldn’t determine the book’s title because of how Nora held it.

“Watch you reading, sweetie?” Kelly unwraps the towel from around her body and lays it at the end of the bed.

She walks to the dresser and pulls out a pair of sexy sleeveless black lace short nightgowns. She slips it on and closes the drawer she opened. She picks her brush up and brushes her hair. She looks at Nora’s reflection in the mirror.

“Sweetie, you didn’t answer me.” Kelly knew how Nora got when she was researching things.

Nora looked up and over toward Kelly as she brushed her hair. Even after all these years, the two of them have been married, and she still finds Kelly beautiful. “I’m sorry, sweetie. I’m reading about this religion that Alex Crowley’s father created and how it centers around self-enlightenment. It also deals in mysticism and rituals.”

Kelly walks over to the bed and slides in next to Nora. She looks at the stack of books and the notepad sitting on Nora’s lap with some notes written on it in the shorthand Nora uses. It took her two years to learn how to read Nora’s shorthand.

“Do you believe in anything written or discussed in the book?” Kelly knew Nora was a practical woman. It took a lot to convince her that something existed.

“You know it takes a lot to convince me of anything. I know true magic isn’t real like Circe pretends to do.” Nora knew true magic was a myth.

“Are you sure it’s fake? You saw how Circe seemed to disappear in a cloud of fog. Even with your specialized training, you can’t do that.”

“Sweetie, there are many ways a person can do what Circe did. But you might be right about how she did it. Those clouds tend to have a smell, or if you use dry ice to do that trick. There would be bits and pieces left over.” Nora didn’t smell anything or spot anything on the walkway.

“So, how do you explain what she did?” Kelly watches Nora’s expression.

“I don’t know.” Nora was perplexed about how Circe disappeared.

“So, what she did, might be considered magic, right?” A smile appears on Kelly’s face.

Nora was about to say something but decided not to. Her wife’s argument was making sense.

“I hate it when you are right.”

The smile on Kelly’s face gets bigger. She knew she had just proved her point to her wife. She leans over and kisses Nora on the cheek.

Pamela’s House:
Pam looked towards Piper and Brandy as they sat on the sofa in her den. She had finally found Vito. She looks at Piper and Brandy. “I found Vito, and you wouldn’t believe how he looks now.”

“What does he look like, and where is he hiding?” Piper wanted to know where the bastard had been hiding.

“He’s working for a fellow by the name of Alex Crawley as head of his security. As for Vito himself, you better see this.” Pam presses a button on her remote and shows the images she took inside the building.

When they get to Vito’s image, Pam and Brandy let out a whistle. They couldn’t believe how fit and trimmed Vito looked. Piper has known Vito for a long time and has never seen him so well-built.

“How did Vito become so well-muscled and trim?” Piper was amazed and could feel her vagina getting wet.

“Don’t know, but I bet it has something to do with this guy.” Pam shows them an image of Alex Crawley.

“Who is he?” Piper was curious about him.

“His name is Alex Crawley, and he is the leader of some strange religious cult. He is responsible for my sister being turned into an elderly bimbo.” Pam shows a picture of her sister.

The image showed an old woman with huge and sagging breasts bent over a walker. The woman in the picture had to be at least eighty years old.

“What happened to your sister to make her look like that?” Brandy wanted to know more.

“Alex Crawley sucked the life force out of her and transferred it to this woman.” Pam shows a picture of a naked forty-year-old woman with
breasts as big as the ones her sister had tied to a chair.

The woman looked physically well-built and very luscious. Her hair was long and full, covering her shoulders and back like a cloak.

“Why is she secured to a chair?” Brandy noticed that.

“According to what I found out. She turned everything she owned over to Alex Crawley and has become one of his bimbo sex slaves. She’s bringing in lots of money from some high-dollar players.”

“So, the woman gave everything she owned to Alex Crawley to look that. Which, caused your sister to look like she does now?” Piper didn’t know this was what had been going on.

“Yes, I don’t know how he did it, but he stole my sister’s life force. I want to kill the pick for what he did.”

“Can he give your sister back her life force?” Piper wonders if Alex Crawley could give the life force he stole back to Pam’s sister.

“I don’t know. Suppose we can capture him alive and force him to restore my sister’s life force. I won’t kill him.” Pam wanted her sister back.

St. Angelos, Church of The Mighty Oak, Memphis, Tenn.:
Mother Superior Caoimhe looks at the surveillance video recording of the young woman’s appearance. She watches as the young girl named Molly runs right through the chainlink fence and afterward falls down. She rewinds the video, plays it again, and watches as she runs through the fence.

“How did she do that, Mother?” Sister Mary Kathryn was watching the video as Mother Superior Caoimhe replayed it.

“I don’t know, but maybe we should send her to Sister Monique to see why.” Mother Superior Caoimhe figures that Sister Monique might be able to help the young woman upstairs.

“Are you sure about this, Mother?” Sister Mary Kathryn liked the young woman.

“Yes, I’m sure. I’ll talk with her later this evening. Now, don’t you have some men you should accept donations from, child?”

“Yes, mother.” A playful smile appears on Sister Mary Kathryn’s face.