‘Whaddya gunna doth wammie?’‘Nothing really, unless you want me to do something. Spending my days doing nothing but having sex the last thing I ...ant to do is have some sex in my free time. I was just going to lie on my bed and watch some TV.’ She opened up a cupboard facing the bed revealing a very old looking set and turned it on. There was some rom-com on, typical American flashy stuff, everyone was overly pretty, unless they were a nerd, in which case they were still pretty, only dressed up. My cock was slowly beginning to harden. I ran my fingers along it's length, going over the material of my boxers, feeling it grow. Slowly I traced my fingers along the shaft and over the swelling head, enjoying the feeling of the light pressure. Soon it was pressing tight against the leg of my shorts, straining to break free from it's restraint. I pulled down the waistband and it sprung free, as if gasping for air, twitching in the glow of the television screen.I placed a hand on my stiffening. . there seemed to be a little disappointment as well. Hmmm.I gave a cheery wave as the door opened. "Good night!" Good night. And thank you." She gave a little half smile. Yes!And I turned and made my way to my car and then home.A Renaissance Faire. That's what we were going to. Something I knew absolutely, positively nothing about. Oh, I'd heard of them, and a couple of my buddies and former co-workers had been to them, but I really didn't have a clue when I set it up the week before.On to the. It appeared to be some kind of lantern or flashlight, although I wasn't sure. The light source approached closer and I could see that it was held by a tall life form. The obscurity of the fog made it hard to see any more than that.As it got closer, I could see the figure, dressed in a long, hooded cloak. I stood still, watching, thinking that the loud beating of my heart was sure to give me away.As though on cue, the clouds had moved and the moon was once again bright, illuminating the sky and.