Louisa and Faye included Jane in my special preschool classes and Jane was brought fully into the know about my rather different circumstances. Hers were only slightly less daunting than mine. When school started she and I were going to be under a lot of close scrutiny as everyone tried to figure out what to do with us and our outlandish power. As soon as she had the witch sight clear and focused and could zie the phaz and the ether clearly I showed her how to shift. We had great fun popping all around. I warned her not to do that with anyone but me and told her about making Jackie ill and her tearing my ass up.

By the time school started we were well advanced in out witchy powers and control but still woefully ignorant about the esoteric knowledge that gave a witch her powers and the learning part of being a witch. Power we had but spells we didn’t have.

On the first day of school this was made very apparent when a fifth year student that wasn’t very powerful froze both of us in the bathroom and then ported us toilets and all out into the common! We had been warned that there would be a certain amount of hazing and that we were expected to take it in good spirits. This little joke might sound horribly humiliating but it isn’t. Witches do enemas in groups and consider clothing to be optional nearly any time. I guess it might have embarrassed someone that had just passed but by this time I had almost a year in my time line and Jane almost 6 months. All our special training was done offtime. Both of us had received rather public enemas at the Sweetest Nipple so the most embarrassing part was being frozen and helpless until a Prof came along to unfreeze us.

The classes were amazing. Along with the regular classes were the witchy classes that often went along side them. You had world history and then along side it you got Witch History. It was often amazing what had really happened in the Witch world that had effects in the Fragilis world. You had regular Physics and then there was the Witch Physic that would often at first glance contradict all of it. After looking at it more closely through the Witchy ability to zie most of it actually did. Most of the impossible things that witches did they did by going around real space and time through witch space and time and so didn’t break any rules here and there the rules were different.

The ability of the witch is to open holes with her phaz between “here” and “there”. When you see a witch flying what you actually are seeing is her falling through a hole between the two that is moving away as fast as she is falling. When a witch shifts places she simply goes through a hole from here to there and then through another hole from there to here. The here she left and the here she returned to can be anyplace because there is everyplace except here.

The patients and spells are actually all about the herbal mixes that make witches, make them powerful and make our men live long and health lives as long as they are with witches. The spells are actually more addresses than anything else. If you want to fly you make sure that the hole in into there that is below where you are here so that you will fall. The hole moves and you will always fall down it even if here it is above you. There are places there that are special and witch built like our outtime resorts and such. There are other places that can be used for other things. The balls of fire that witches used to throw in the bad old days were simply moving holes to the heart of a star that is there. A witch can be invisible because she can pull a little there into here and move with it outtime in the here. You can’t see her because she is moving in the moments between nanoseconds as far as you/here are concerned.

In the end it is all mostly just mumbo jumbo and a witch does it instinctively once she has been shown how and where there is. Even the ability to adjust the mind of Fragilis or in my case witches is a simple matter of touching them here through little holes from there. In some ways most of the consciousness of all people Fragilis and Witch alike is in a place “there”. Life after death is a known face for a witch because we can go to that “there” and interact with the spirits of passed people. Most lose interest in here pretty fast though and get cranky if you bother them. Their here has become there and they are mostly glad to be done with here. Where is the soul? Where do you go in your dreams or when you close your eyes and drift into thought? You go nowhere. You are already there and it is the connection to here that is truly the dream in a lot of ways.

I got most of that from a course in mystic manifestations. If you can find one that is interested the spirits have tremendous power. Most are uninterested and those that might be interested are often not all that friendly.

I did the very best that I could the first week of school and still got in trouble and spanked three times! I fixed my mess ups the same way that a witch fixes things with Fragilis but with my special coven watching me they always knew. As soon as my classes were over and I returned to my apartment that I shared with Jane, Erica, Clair and Robby, I would get a visit. Some times it would be from Jackie. Sometimes it might be Louisa; it could have even been Mom, Pam, Faye, Lara or Marissa. Whoever it was, they were there to wear my ass out.

The problem I had was that I could read a witch and my speed was such that even when they thought they were going to surprise me, I beat them to the punch. After the toilet freeze incident I was a little spooky and over reacted three times. I fixed it but twice Jackie and once Louisa came and fixed me. Louisa especially is a visit that I don’t want! She spanks HARD and I don’t seem to be developing any better tolerance on my ass for her ministrations.

After the third mess up Louisa came and when she left I cried in Jane’s arms for almost an hour and we had to shift offtime for a week because in the morning I couldn’t sit… I could barely WALK! When Jane and I went offtime we took Oz and Jay and hid in a special place way up in the mountains of Washington State. There is a beautiful log lodge there and no people for miles and miles.

I was happy to just pull in my horns, hunker down and let Jay take care of me for a week and Jane with Oz did a lot to comfort me. I would say that this was my lowest point since passing. I spent a lot of time crying and finally Jane got pissed off and blew up.

“I don’t know what she wants!!! I’ll tell you, when we get back I’M talking to Louisa and Jackie to lay off you. What the fuck!! You fixed it so where do they have a fucking bitch?? If Louisa whips you like this again she is going to have to deal with ME and I don’t care what happens. This is fucking ABUSE and I’m not going to let it happen again!! Nobody touches you unless I’m there from now on. Fuck it I’m telling them NOW. Shift me to Jackie place!”

“No, you can’t do that! You will just get in trouble!”

“You will either shift me or I’ll do it myself!”

“No Baby I’m ok. I don’t want you to do anything!” I cried and then collapsed sobbing. This was one of the reasons Jane is so important to me. Maybe because I’m an only child, I never had to push to get attention or my way. Jane, even though she is a few weeks younger than me has always been more like my older bigger sister. Once she had passed I got that back and didn’t have to be so tuff. I had her there and could let up a little.

Desperate to keep her from doing something I called out to Pam and Mom through the witchy network that my special coven had built so they were all always sort of connected to me. Within seconds they were both there. Even though I hadn’t called them, Louisa, Jackie, Lara, Faye and Marissa were right on their heels. I was in Jane’s arms just crying my eyes out and Jane was crying too but more from anger and frustration than sadness.

Mom and Pam came and pulled us into their arms and began to try and find out what was wrong. Jane was more than ready to TELL them. “I’ll tell you what’s wrong! You all are abusing my baby and I won’t stand for it anymore. Turn her ass around!” she demanded. “THAT is from three days ago our time!!! Look at her! She couldn’t sit or even walk and go to classes so we had to come HERE. Now all she does is cry!! The next person that touches her had better have talked to me first cause if they didn’t it is going to be ugly. I may not be as old or controlled as all of you but I bet I can make you pretty miserable! Cindy is NOT anyone’s damn whipping girl! She is doing the very best that she can but you have made her so miserable that she is afraid to even go back to school. What do you want to bet that I can talk her into making us a hole and then pulling the damn thing closed so you can’t ever again get to us???” She was irate and had pulled away from her Mama. “I have been spanked all my life and accept that it is necessary and a part of being a witch but THIS is not fucking RIGHT! This isn’t a spanking it is a fucking beating and it is going to stop!!” She jerked me out of my Mama’s arms and we huddled together in their midst squalling. Jay came to us and then Oz and then as far as everyone ever was concerned we ceased to exist.