He touched the earpiece."Yes, sir?" He looked at Rob, and walked back to the shack. The steelgates rolled back, and as soon as it was clear, Rob drove... through.Behind him a dozen Fairy swarmed the man under.He had been in war before and knew the importance of planning, but theFairy didn't think that way. They had the same attitude as the Scots atevery battlefield they had ever been at, or the American Indiansthroughout most of their history. Get in close, and kick the bastarduntil he gives up or. The shades are pulled back and bright sunlight streams into the room. I blink at the glaring affront to my fantasy and walk into the room looking to see if you are there. The room is empty much as I expected. You love mystery and I know you like to use it to get into my mind and take control. On the small table by the window sits a note propped up with my name on it. Next to the note is a gift box wrapped in silver paper with a white ribbon. Because I know you, as an act of defiance, I open. "Listen, up guys! The girl you brought here, Ebony, died and you buried her outback. You're ashamed of yourselves and can not continue your lives. From now on you'll work to repay the community and seek to help people any way you can rather than harm them. Got that?" Jasmine watched for a second and saw all three men nod their heads. "You'll remember the pleasure we just had, but no specifics about me. When you see women in the future, you'll remember that being obedient to them will. ”“Oh?"“My father’s a troll.”“I like a sense of danger to my sex. So tell me, halfling whore, do you get overcome by uncontrollable blood-lust?”“Just the lust.”“Mmhmm, I can see that.”Cordelia ran her painted fingernails over the creature’s sopping sex, a pearlescent strand already trickling down to the earth below while she slowly circled her engorged clit. The fairy-troll squirmed in place, a worm trapped hook, line and sinker.“My mother said to never trust a witch.”“And your father, the.