Broomhilda's her broom swooped over head the hideout. She dismounted midair, almost toppling over own feet as she landed awkwardly in the centre of the group below.
"Hildie.!" a great brute exclaimed at the witch's arrival. In two giant steps he closer the distance between them and lifted her up into his arms. Crushing her in a bear hug.
"Cant. Breathe." she managed to say as she tried to pry herself lose.
"Put her down Francoise," a smooth, but stern voice commanded.
"Sorry boss," the friendly fiend said as he lowered Broomhilda back to the floor. Hildie watched the figure as he seemed to glow under the moonlight. His golden eyes studying her intently. She could feel the heat travel through her loins as her imagination went wild thinking about what it would feel like to bed him. His lush pink lips suvkling her breasts, his expert fingers massaging her lady parts, his-
"Eh-hem," a lady in a crimson red dress and wide rimmed hat cleared her throat.
"It appears little hildie has forgotten her manners. Bow you insulent witch!" before she could register what was going on her spine bent forcing her forehead to collide with her knees.
"Much better!" the lady cackled. Hildies face burnt red at the insult.
"Carolina," the smooth voice admonished.
"But she forgot to bow my sweets," Hilfie heard the voice say.
"Forgive me my lord," hil die managed, " I don't know what came over me." hil die could taste the salt at the back of her throat as tears threatened,to spill at the embarrassment. As she stood with her head glued to her knees she could,imagine the devil like grin on Carolina's honey brown face and Hil die wanted nothing more than to rip her lips from it.
"Hildie," the voice called. It was much nearer to her now.
"You may rise," she,felt her face redden as she rose and saw those gleaming gold eyes watching her intently as always.
"Come my darling," Carolina said throwing herself between their gaze, " we can't wait any longer. The others will just have to play catch up." she pressed her lips to his. Hil die took a deep breath. All in good time. She repeated over and over to her self as her ears burned with jealousy. Carolina threw her an evil look as she headed inside her hips swaying seductively in the night light. The other members followed suite. Hikdie hesitated slightly as she gave the night sky a longing look. Maybe she could still leave this life behind. Make a run for it before anyone could stop her. She would board her broom and never look back.
"Hildie," the smooth voice broke her concentration once again. Hil die turned towards him to see his outstretched hand.
"Come," he commanded, " the night breeze is too cold to stay outside." and with that one proclamation of concern Hildie knew the answer to her question.
