My parents, still dead to theworld from their weekly Friday night trip to the neighborhood tavern, wouldn'trouse themselves for at least three more ho...rs. So I'd turn on the TV, waitthe pre-requisite three minutes for it to warm up, adjust the rabbit ears justso, and settle on the floor in my flannel pajamas, glued to the flickeringblack and white images on the tiny screen. Most Saturdays I wouldn't get the urge, but every so often, I could feel itbegin. Nothing really tangible mind you looking. It had already happened once but I was sitting down at the time and the threat was multiplied with her in that damn robe.'Thank you' I said and entered the kitchen.Barbara shut the door behind me and the way the kitchen was so narrow, made it feel extremely close. My heart rate increased.'Do you want anything to drink?' She asked.'No, I'm fine, thank you.' I replied with a smile.She returned my smile and said, 'You played well on Saturday, Ryan. Some impressive saves.''Thanks.' I said, flushing. I held onto the tube as she began to buck with her hips and fucked the little pleasure maker in her pussy. And then it happened. “YES! YES! OOOH!” she screamed making me wonder whether the neighbors could hear her. After a while she came back to earth, I had stopped the flow as the bag was almost flat. She smiled at me and gave me a deep kiss and hug, “Thank you! I really need this…” She ran off to the bathroom to relieve herself of the almost three quarts of soapy suds.I lay down on the. After a few moments,the pain again subsided, and Earl was told to stand."You are now Elena the Faery. A real Faery. You will return to your oldrealm. To humans, you will appear to be the same Earl they have come toknow. You will keep your job at the investment firm. You will treat yourclients, as well as your adversaries, respectfully, and fairly. If youseek out a lover, that person will see and know the real you, Elena theFaery." Demonatrix went on, "You will also continue to post on.