I’m only explaining this to you now, so that you might understand, that the following are my memories, my recollections of the significant events of...those few months, what actually happened between the described… poignant events, I really can’t recall now. My story starts on a sunny afternoon in mid July, 2010. It had been a good day for me really. I’d taken a group of ten people out on the boat and we’d found three Basking Sharks, one of them a real big bugger. That’s what the punters were. I was interrupted by a soft ‘Hey there, can I join you?’ and when I looked up (and up) there he was, John. I’m not sure if you’ve ever noticed, but for some reason, when you’ve finally realized that you’re falling in love, and you need some time to process that, you suddenly meet the person of your growing affections in the strangest places. It’s like you’re unconsciously making him appear just by thinking about him so much. And just like when you were a teenager, you go through several steps. But knew he had knives under his sleeves too. Along with in his boots and one more on the back of his pants. What she hadnt realized was how well versed in protection magic he was. Which oddly enough made her even more attracted to him and broadened her respect a little as well. His look went from curious to cautious. Aeh. That would be me. And ye be the Mistress of Fairy Love. Extending his hand, Lillith took it and allowed Kris to help her up. But kept a distance between us as I shiver. Wha. I looked forward to the tease sessions and I wondered how Mr Bolter felt about them. When he saw me in the mornings as I set off for school he acted just as he always had but maybe his eyes lingered a little bit more than usual and would drop to where my pert little titties were tucked inside my top. It was one Saturday when Mrs Bolter called me over as I was watering the front yard for dad. It was hot and the water spray had splashed on my shirt, making it cling to me. I was really scared she.