Tabitha was the ideal for just what she had in mind. Tabitha was tall and slender with these perky little boobs that begged to be sucked on and playe...d with and an ass that wouldn't quit. Just wouldn't quit, Trixie thought as she let one finger make circles around her clitoris while another did the same around her fuck-hole. Tabitha was dirty blonde too and Trixie just knew her pussy would be juicy. And tasty. Trixie wondered how far she could get her tongue up that juicy pussy and just what. Walking silently amongst long shadows cast by the silvery moon.” ----- I grew up close to the woods and was fascinated with the folklore of elves, fairies and trolls. In spite of the vicar’s persistent teachings I believed everything my grandparents told me. I knew they existed and wanted to find them. To prove to myself that I was right and they were wrong. To bring back something that would show my parents that we weren’t alone in the wilderness. For weeks at a time I would search the deep. It was wonderful tohave my own life, even if I missed him from time to time. I was enjoying cominghome among my things, have a nice cop of tea and sit in front of the TV, whenever I wanted to. If I felt for a nap I could take it without of having toexplain or make apologies. Halle, my boy-friend had been rather dominating, notthat I objected, but I didn?t like him being constantly jealous at anyone whohad trousers (pants) in my present. As long as he was dominant when we playedour little. But I still felt like some kind of cheating bastard despite the fact that I wasn’t in any formal, serious relationship. I worked hard to push these thoughts from my mind now that the Green Lust was wearing off. I turned to Mary and forced a smile. We both lay down in her bed and simply talked about the same thing Akira and I talked about after sex: the child’s name. She liked the name Paul if it were a boy and the name Elizabeth if it were a girl. I didn’t protest to either choice. They were.