Living in a small town of Boston, Massachusetts during the early 19th century, is a young Latina woman by the name of Rosalina. Her mother migrated from Brazil to Boston when she was just 4 years old. She is just one of many witches who must hide their secret identity from witch hunters who will hang her beautiful yet lifeless body for the townsfolk to gaze upon as a lesson if you practice such a dark yet seductive art of coventry. When Rosalina was 7 years old, the witch hunters unfortunately made a lesson of her mother. Rosalina hid in the downstairs basement of her house and had to listen to them take her mother away to be hanged and burned. She had to live in an orphanage until she turned 10 years old by another witch friend of her mother's. The old woman taught Rosalina everything she knows about making potions, drawing protection symbols to combat curses from other witches, and seducing men of the town to give her things without second thought. She was still young and wasn't developed yet until...
-10 years later-
Rosalina is now 20 years old and quite the curvy witch. She now stands at 5'9",balloon-sized caramel complexioned breasts, and small cylinder shaped waistline. Her eyes were the color of the early fall morning sunrise. She would walk through the food market every morning to go shopping for the elderly woman who has taken care of her since she was 10 years old. She would stroll very slowly, switching her sexy hips from side to side looking to see what fruits, meat, and bread she would take home for the old, ailing woman. The women of the town would scowl at her jealously.
"There is something not right about that woman." the townswomen would whisper.
"She is not like the rest of us. She gives me an eerie feeling." they would also whisper.
Rosalina pays them no mind. She finds it funny they would take her money when she buys from their booth but have so much to say under their breath. She doesn't need her love potions to seduce their husbands and she knew as well as they knew which is why they were so threatened by her. She walked into the usual store to buy the usual fruits, meats, and bread.
"Good day to you Ms. Rosalina." greeted the storekeeper. He was a middle-aged Caucasian man with a wife 3 years younger than him and a son a few years older than Rosalina.
"Good day to you Mr. Tom. Your shop smells of wonderful goods as usual. How is your wife and son?" asked Rosalina.
"Martha is in the back making dough for breads and cakes. John was back there helping but he might be taking out the garbage." replied Tom.
Rosalina had a naughty thought in her head. She figured she would have a little "fun" with John.
"Good day to you Mr. Tom. The night approaches and I must make haste home." Rosalina said.
"Good day to you Ms. Rosalina. I will see you on morrow's morning." Replied Tom.
Rosalina walked outside the store and peered around the backway of the store to see if John was still taking out the garbage. Luckily, he was not only taking out the garbage, he was also sweeping the leaves from the doorway.
"Good day to you John." Rosalina seductively whispered.
John quickly turned around to find Rosalina face to face with him. He was a 6'2" Caucasian strapping young man with sea blue eyes that widened at Rosalina's appearance so close to his face.
"Rosalina! You surprised me. What brings you to me?" John asked.
Rosalina inched closer to his lips as if to sneak in a kiss. She seductively loosened her corset and slowly ran her pointer finger along the curve of her full breasts. Her nipples began to harden underneath her cotton blouse that hung off her thin shoulders. She reached for John's face and gave him small and gentle kisses. She slowly reached below his bloomers and gently massaged his hardened shaft. Even thought John is a devout Christian, he found it hard (figuratively and literally) to say no to such an exotic beauty. He closed his blue eyes and allowed her hands to continue to arouse him.
"Ahem." A long haired, blonde woman standing at 5'7" and a thin frame interrupted their semi-sexual romp. John and Rosalina quickly broke apart and faced the young woman in embarassment.
"Am I interrupting anything? Is your store still available to customers?" she asked.
"Yes madam. I can help you with what you need." John quickly replied. He ran inside the store and left the two women to confront each other.
"Pardon my rudeness but I must return home." Rosalina said.
"You were not being rude. I found it quite arousing to see two young people showing affection towards each other." The woman replied.
