"I rested my head in his chest and kept crying for some time and he triedto move away from me for something but I hugged him tightly and dintallow him... to go from me. His man scent was too comforting to me that Idint allow him to move away. He too got the cue and held on to me andwas stroking my head in a loving manner. After a while, I raised my headand said, "Ok, let us go to our house" and got off the bed. He picked upa plastic bag that had my things and I held on to his upper arm andrested. "Magic of course silly," she told me while touching my noseaffectionately. "There will be teachers for you in your world,especially if you can go to that school, Whateley, but our magicoperates a little differently from most of your kind. The only kind thatare very similar are the Sidhe." The Sidhe?" I asked.We sat talking for what seemed a long time as she told me about thecrazy world that existed out there. Eventually she saw me sucking on mythumb and said, "Oh my dear, we've been going a. " I looked around to see what she was talking about. Sue was looking around too. Ruth was looking at my crotch. My stiffie was sticking out my jeans shorts leg by almost four inches.Sue found what Ruth was talking about and reached down and stroked what was exposed. That just caused it to twitch and wiggle. Sue bent down and locked her lips on mine again but moved her hands to the button on my shorts. In no time she had my shorts unbuttoned, unzipped with me laying back so she could pull them. Dad got a call later from the publisher of the paper about interfering with freedom of the press. I heard Dad's side of the call as he explained that he was the young lady's guardian and would take it personally if the paper made an issue of the matter. Dad finally said, "Fred, you can print what you want. However, I have a right not to buy your paper, tell other people why, and make life difficult for your reporters in court for years. You have to decide if a story that is, at most, barely a.