Witches back from Retirement 3

Queen B and Boo had made up and were best of friends again. They were sitting in the garden naked, drinking neat vodka and reading out loud from their spell books.

Queen B flicked the pages “Well, where is the spell that makes their willies drop off then, I can’t find it?”

Boo turned the pages carefully. “It was here last night, I used it look” Boo held up a flaccid willy.

“Don’t keep doing that, put it back in the vodka until we can find the antidote, what the hell did you go and do that for anyway?”

Boo stuck the fleshy object back in the vodka bottle. “Dunno, came home he was snoring I was bored, got into bed and read me spell book, then woke up this morning he’d gone to work and his willy was still in the bed” Boo took a swig of vodka “How was I supposed to know it was going to work?”

Queen B was slowly scanning the pages “Gawd you couldn’t have picked one that made pigs fly could you?”

“Nah he’d have broken the glass when he flew out the window” Boo laughed at her own joke.

“Stop it, it’s not funny now concentrate and find out how we put it back on” Queen B moved the vodka away from Boo and had a quick sip as she tipped the bottle up the flaccid penis came towards her. “Boo get me a glass I can’t drink out of this.”

Phoenix was also in her garden in Sussex. After all the kindness she had shown Annette pull a curtain, she had cleared off with wafflewords just when she needed some help.

Phoenix was studying the plan for her new supersonic jet fuelled eco-friendly broomstick. There was no way she was flapping all the way to the next meet.

Trouble and envy eyes had joined forces. Something was going on and they felt as if they were missing out.

“I know someone who knows that High Priestess.” Trouble picked up the phone, “I’ll give eyes of fire a quick call and get us in on the gig.”

“Oh no count me out, I am not leaving Rob all on his own with all those women in the room.” Envy felt positive fear at the thought of someone stealing Rob away when she wasn’t looking.

“Don’t be daft, there aren’t any women in the bloody room are there, they are all up to something.” The Phone rang “Hello Eyes, trubs here”………..

ClaireWinoWales and Born-Feral had been on ebay all day trying to swap cucumbers for the parts they needed. So far they hadn’t shifted one cucumber or exchanged one for a rats bottom hole. So, they had no idea where they were going to get a hedgehogs western saddle from.

Born’s ebay account was now in debt by £4343.00 because Claire had placed all the adverts and bought herself an Alaskan Husband from Botswana and was having crafty peaks on google at Alaskan men. Meanwhile, Born had got bored and was drawing pictures of men’s willies with a big black marker on her forehead….. To be continued ………