They moved to the Otherworld with Brian the Druid. We have all visited them with our parents. Even though Uncle Frank had retired, when he found out t...hat that there were no printing presses or newspapers there, he had the gnomes help him build a Gutenberg type printing press and started a newspaper. He has also started reprinting limited editions of some of the books of Magic in the Otherworld library. He is as happy as ever, and Aunt Theresa has her herb garden and makes teas and salves.After. Sian was a nice girl. It would be good to see her again. If I'm honest, I'd also enjoyed a leisurely drink, taking my time with the beer.Whenever I went out with my housemates, Rhodri insisted that we were waiting outside the pub at six when it opened, and that one of us bought a round every fifteen minutes, and to me that was far too little time to drink a pint of over-cold, over-gassy beer.I'm an Englishman. I much prefer my beer warm and flat. I don't like having a ball of ice-cold liquid in. "I said, "I am your mistress. I will do as you say, no matter what." I felt wetness begin to seep down the inside of my thigh.... That was when he told me I must write you every day; tell you everything. I am sitting naked in the bedroom as I write, using his laptop. He is lying naked on the bed where I can see his body. His huge cock is erect. As soon as I have sent this, he has told me I am to sit on it. When you read this, know that I will love feeling its hard fire in my cunt - wherever he. It was like kissing a woman except that his face was a bit scratchy. When he went down there again I almost couldn't stand it. Strange noises came out of me. As if with a mind of it's own, my hand floated through the air and came to rest on the bulge in Andy's jeans. He quickly unbuttoned himself and dropped his pants. It was dark but I had no trouble finding it. When I took hold of it I realized that Andy had one hell of a handful. I always thought my own dick was big. My wife told me as much..