He was staring at my face; his eyes never strayed to my cock. In the background, I could hear the soft beat of the fuck music from the lesbian show on... the screen. Finally, finally, he slid over toward me and reached for my sex organ. My hand responded, feeling that fat salami waiting to be stroked. But contrary to the underlying premise of the contest, each hand moved very slowly on the other's cock as we watched one slut's tongue massaging the other's pussy.What the fuck was I doing? I was. With a well upholstered middle-aged body like mine. I'm insane.I almost didn't go. I got myself there in stages. I'll just go to the mall, I told myself. I won't meet him. Once I was at the mall I decided I'd walk past Starbucks, I wouldn't go in. Maybe I'd catch a glimpse of him. My knees were shaking so hard I could barely walk. I felt as if I was losing the sensation in my legs. The first time I cruised by my heart sank. He wasn't there. Two black guys were sitting at one of the tables but. The majority of the Fae would have been satisfied if I killed that monster!” Luka stated.“The majority would be disturbed that a human did it. The majority of my people are still highly insular and mistrusting of humanity. It will take a number of centuries for this to be diminished and they would not accept the fact that you took upon yourself the obligations of a Fae to claim you did it for them,” Arwen shrugged.There were a few more questions, but Arwen stood firm in her answers that a human. It is the only way."They sat down at the table. All four of them. All smoothing theirskirts under them as they swivelled neatly into their chairs. Allpoised. All aware of themselves, their bodies controlled, radiatingfemininity. Three of them naturally, for Anne was well advanced inher progress. David having to concentrate.Lunch was light. "Mustn't gorge ourselves before the party." Emmapointed out. Salade ni?oise followed by poached salmon, spinach anda few new potatoes. White wine however.