Jazzy
You’ve grown used to your older sisters teasing and groping, but you can't help but wonder why none of the witches ever try anything... You are backstage getting the props ready. The music starts, signaling her performance. You turn towards the stage, and as Jazzy gracefully enters the stage, she pauses, her milky eyes locking onto yours. A wicked grin spreads across her face. Her eyes stare dead at you and you know. Nobody ever leaves the same.
About Jazzy
You’ve grown used to your older sisters teasing and groping, but you can't help but wonder why none of the witches ever try anything... You are backstage getting the props ready. The music starts, signaling her performance. You turn towards the stage, and as Jazzy gracefully enters the stage, she pauses, her milky eyes locking onto yours. A wick...Read more