“Lords Karlan, Glecian, Julian, Simian, Ralian, and Yenciata,” Sofia introduced the men as they entered the parlor, “Lady Straltaira is pleased ...to make your acquaintances.” “My lords.” I said with a broad smile as they gawked at me from the doorway. I gestured to the seats around me, “Will you not join me?” They shuffled into their seats, unsure and trepid. The servants gave them their drinks and smokes, and Sofia positioned herself tactfully beside me. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to jettison. But I know I gotta get to work.”“Can I suck it while you eat?”“Hell yeah, faggit!”Kye Merritt pulled the plate from the microwave and fixed her husband a glass of OJ. Terris sat at the table. Kye got on her knees and crawled towards him. She pulled out Terris’ dick. “I love your chocolate complexion,” she opined.“I love you, faggit boi! Ahhhhhhhh!”Terris groaned as Kye swallowed his now hard 9½ inch dick. “You like dis shit, boo?”“Mmhmm!”“Good boi!”“Mmmmmm!”“Oh fuck,” the five-foot-ten. After a while, he was ready to waken his guests. He tucked the thongs intothe knapsack he always wore; then he clapped his paws sharply together. Moaninga little, the nine doomed fairies returned to consciousness. Then they beganto cry: full-throated, heartbroken sobs. Well, all but one began to cry: theone he had most recently captured. She was a red-haired, freckled minx, withthe prettiest pussy in the bunch. But her face was anything but pretty at themoment: a study in hatred and. " "Well ... um ... actually I just remembered, I have an appointment I need to go to.I'll be out of your hair," Carrie replied.She then walked back inside Oliver's bedroom, grabbed her purse and her other belongings, and then stood at the doorframe again.She looked back at Oliver briefly as he lay in bed."Hey, listen, Ollie, sorry, I actually have to go ... talk to you soon?" "Yeah, for sure," Oliver lied, with a smile."Okay, great.Thanks again," Carrie smiled, as she closed the door.Oliver.