It grew tiring but using glamour to appear human was equally as draining. Tonight, she was just herself. Millie the Fae. Most humans didn’t even u...nderstand the differences in the Fae races. They’d naturally assumed that all fae were the same, despite some of the more obvious differences such as painted lips, skin tones or hair color. Tonight she was on a mission to relax before work, Goddamnit.The rest of the crowd dressed in similar dark clothing, guys in tight black pants, leather belts. All the while, while I was thinking, will they stay or go, I really want them to stay!!! I then returned slowly, heart beating.Upon reaching, I see that they have left, there is the ordered gravy and roti on the table. but nobody around!!I was disappointed, very disappointed. I just ate a small bite of food in disappointment. I was in no mood to eat either.and was about to leave, when both Tanvi and Ashma came back.I was relieved, excited. and was just looking at them.Ashma said,”Sir, sorry for. I told her to come on and wear it, it’ll be fun.” “I assume she did?” “Yeah, I finally talked her into it, along with a pretty skimpy top she had. Michelle, do you want to jump in here and tell your hubby about the drive to the club?” She looked at Mike with the reddest face I think I’ve ever seen. “No.” “I thought you might not. Anyway, on the drive there, I wasn’t above playing with her a little, rubbing her in the right spot, maybe a finger or two inside the right spot. By the time we were. . but thereit was, plain as day. Luscious, plump, cocksucking lips with the tell-tale pink secretion that meant he had contracted the virus."Shit," he mumbled to himself as he quickly used his phone to researchthe particulars. He was dying of cancer according to the medical site hewent to first. But then he found a site that chronicled what was beingcalled the "Bimbo Virus." Quickly scanning the details he reaffirmed thatas long as he didn't have sex for two weeks he'd be fine. Of course if.