“I may need to get another test” I suggested as I got on my knees asking Ashleigh to spread her legs, Julie looked on as I buried my head and took... a deep sniff rubbing my nose against her swelling button, I could feel the dampness of her shorts against my lips as my tongue popped out tasting the sweet moisture, my hands under her arse pulling her close. Mmm I took an even deeper sniff before I rose up giddy again with her scent.Julie looked at me in anticipation as Ashleigh exhaled, her legs. After we got stoned we chatted for a long time about a lot of things. About girls mostly, did I have a girlfriend (I didn’t) did he have a girlfriend (he had lots) what I wanted to do after school and his business, he and a friend opened their own bookkeeping business and it was going well. He got to set his own hours and “not work for some asshole” and he really liked it. I thought he had it all figured out, here was this cool guy with his own company smoking weed with me and genuinely. The cobbler was astonished to see that his visitors were in fact 'Wee Folk' or Brownies, as his old Granny had told of them in bedtime tales. In fact, our cobbler had accidentally found the forest clearing that all of the Brownies for nearly a hundred leagues around used for their annual Mid-Summer's Night meeting.Although utterly astonished to see the Wee Folk, the cobbler was determined to be brave and remain hidden not uttering a single sound until they left. He knew that if he was. You read about temptresses and femme fatales, but Callie was all of that and more. She knew what she was doing. I wished I knew what she was doing. Her mouth was inches, maybe centimeters, from mine. I wanted to kiss her. I had a feeling it would be like nothing I’d experienced before. A fleeting thought of Penny crossed my mind at that, I guess because she was my most recent ‘experience.’ As I pushed the thought out of my head, Callie pulled back with a frown. ‘What’s wrong?’ I asked. ‘You’re.