Now she drove such memories from her mind.She had a man to fuck.Margot didn't know that Billy Watson would have been thrilled to hear about the goat-f...ucking incident.She moved away from Billy and walked to the wall beside the fireplace, then turned to face him. He waited and she regarded the huge, writhing lump in the front of his trousers. She smiled enticingly. Encouraged, Billy opened his fly.His prick tame charging out like a crazed, one-horned bull into the bullring, looking for soft, warm. "Twenty percent?" I asked again.And I could see her pretending not to cry as a tear rushed down hercheek."Twenty percent." This time I stated it. "That's not so bad, I'm awriter so I guess no one really needs to know where I am."Her shoulders relaxed, and she looked tired. When she got up, Ifollowed her to the bedroom, and we both slept until the sun set.* * *It was odd getting up while it was still dark, in a few hours some ofour neighbors would be off at church. Worshipping what I had up. “Caroline to squadron, Sir: all captains!” Midshipman Cameron reported.“Mr. Muir, kindly return to the deck and take over whilst I visit with the Commodore,” Thomas hailed.Moments later Muir was on the quarter deck. “At least they caught something too, Sir.”Thomas nodded. There was Bartleby with Thomas’s hat and sword. Thomas collected his reports and put them into an oilskin bag folded twice to make it watertight. His gig was ready when the other ships hove to close by, and he was indeed the. Now humans on the other hand... You'll have to watchout for humans... and cats... and hawks. But I'm sure you'll managejust fine."The newly transformed pixie stared at the giant girl in horror,suddenly realizing exactly how dire his situation now was. He'd alwaysdespised weakness and now he was one of the smallest and weakestcreatures imaginable. There was no way he could defend himself againsteven so much as a human. If he couldn't return to normal, his life wasover."You've got to change me.