They finish shopping and go home

Paige strutted away from the men's department wearing just a man's shirt, a belt and her heels.

She managed to hear the tail end of one of the other salesmen's comments. "...a new shirt, Phil?"

The two of them reached home, Paige still wearing the shirt, and Phoebe in a tube top, leather mini and her new boots.

Piper exited the kitchen and stared for a second, before letting out a wolf whistle. "New looks?"

Paige gave it a little pirouette. "I call it the 'I've just been fucked look."

"And I believe it. Got a little, you know, running down your leg."

There was a little laughter, but no surprise or embarassment. And Paige chose to clean up the cum with he fingers then swallow it.

The three sat down to dinner, hot dogs, and began talking about their days.

Phoebe dug out the copy of the article she wrote and showed it to Piper and Paige.

"Elise just about went nuts."

"What was her problem?" Piper asked.

"What?"

"Well, I read it. And it just feels.... right. You've got a lot of good points here. What did she think is wrong?"

"You know, it's really hard to remember. Do you think there's something wrong with Elise?"

Dregg smiled at the scene in the scrying pool. "There so used to being the saviors that when their view of the world doesn't meet with how others see it, they believe it's something wrong with the others, not themselves."

"I wonder if they have the will left to do anything about it?" one of his minions wondered.