Drawing a Sexy Witch Today

We are drawing a sexy witch today, Trixie said, Trixie said. She is my muse, and takes over my head, takes over my head. What do you mean? I asked, knowing full well what she meant. “You know, a sexy witch,” Trixie said. Her mind fashion-bent. It did not take me long; I had grown up with Betty Boop after all. She was the package who had everything, T and A, although not tall. How sexy can a cartoon be? I asked Trixie, who is my muse and boss. Just sexy enough, she replied. Believe this, her mind gathers no moss.