’ He grinned a bit. The moment was becoming more comfortable as he saw her smile and the light in her eyes. She was back. Carolyn said for good. Wha...t he was going to do with her, heno idea. Lacey smiled gently as she saw him relax and reached out to capture his free hand in hers, slender fingers gently stroking over his knuckles as she just looked at him a long time. ‘I’m sure,’ she said softly, knowing one of them had to make some kind of move or they would forever be stuck with polite manners. ‘She won’t be sad forever. She will think of you and wonder about you, how you would have grown up, what you would learn in your life, the woman you would become. Though she will always feel your loss, she will also remember the joy of having you with her. How you felt growing inside of her. Seeing you for the first time and holding you next to her when you left.’ The tiny angel moved the woman’s blonde locks away from her ear and pressing her lips close, whispered, ‘Thank you, Mummy.’ ‘You. I’ve been waiting for this moment for months. Do you know how many witches or warlocks venture to these parts? None. Zero. Zip. Not since the troll incident. We can work out payment later, but I just need to be touched.” She sniveled, tearing up in a pathetic display of pathos. Cordelia almost felt sorry for the creature. The fairy gazed into the witch’s eyes and whispered, “Please.”“All you fuck-fairies are the same.” Cordelia took a menacing step towards her. “All you want is a good fucking. And all he’s done with them so far is run them through my pubic hair. With the obstacle of my jeans and panties, he can’t move any further. Not that I’m complaining about what he’s doing to me, but I want more. Need more. As our kiss deepens, I hook my thumbs under the fabric and lower my clothing. Mike apparently notices because he helps me wiggle out of them after I reached behind me and tugged my sneakers off. Disrobing is difficult as hell to do while straddling a man’s lap but, as any.