She licked her lips as she thought of his delicious cum. Fuck she wanted to take him in her mouth and suck him, licking all over and not wasting a sin...le drop.Maybe that they could risk it. They had the blanket there, ready to cover up quickly if they heard any noises, he didn't even need to pull his pants down, could just shift them slightly and pull him out a little she moved a little around so she was half faceing him. She pulled out the blanket to get it ready and asked him, Please will you. Her body had pretty much recovered from the rigors of drug abuse and the regular intake of food had regained much of her natural body mass and skin tone. He put the television on then turned it off again. Inserted a CD in the player, but didn’t press play. He couldn’t settle into any one place, his mind in turmoil; should he go out and look for her or stay and hope she came back?Abigail had the advantage of him where the street was concerned. She would know the hidey-holes better than most of. Had it really only been a day since my life had changed so dramatically? Since I’d been sitting minding my own business in a chatroom, trying to kill time on a boring, rainy Sunday afternoon? When she had butted into my half-hearted conversation, intoxicated me with her words, captured my mind and then barely an hour later, my body.I had slept fitfully that night, my skin still tingling from our interaction. Every cell thrumming with excitement, I relived each magical moment, fingers buried. After the disgraced soldiers were marched up before the assembled fairies,their panties, by order of the Queen, were taken down to their knees.Nooses were drawn tight around their necks. A drum roll commenced. Whenit finished, the Queen gave a signal, and a lever was pulled. The twenty-fivedishonored girls hung there in mid-air, their pretty legs writhing. Manylost control of their bladders and sprinkled the ground with a fine stream.After a few minutes, it was over.Later, the Queen surveyed.