So I headed out to the local ABS to see what might happen. When I arrived I discovered a line-up at the counter. It seemed that the clerk had forgotte... his password and couldn’t log into the cash register. As a number of us squirmed around playing pocket pool, the clerk decided to say if we were there for the arcade we could just go on in. That saved me $8—a good start. I wandered around the booths a bit and noticed some promising possibilities. My usual come-on trick is to go into one of the. She's a little prissy according to Kettie, who thinks she looks down her nose at her. You acted too coy when I mentioned her, not wanting to admit you got shot down." Brendan guessed.I flushed a bit and just shook my head smiling to let Brendan figure it out."I don't know what you're into, but, that chick has got a great ass. I'd love to pound her stink hole." Brendan said, stopping my mind in its tracks."That's pretty hard stuff for a kid, how long you been chasing skirts?"Brendan's grin. His work improved (with a little fairy magic to help gather evidence) and he spent every day with her, helping her learn the ropes in the city. They spent every weekend with the fairies, visiting her family and her fae friends. Then came the day that there was a knock on Toby's door. It was Martha. "Toby!" The other woman flung her arms around his neck and actually kissed his cheek. "I've missed you these last few months, baby. I'm so sorry about everything. Please, will you take me back?" Toby. "This feels nice," she thought as she pulled the strands, "Perhaps it won’t hurt too much." Out loud she moaned at Jeremy’s ministrations and the wet feeling that was making itself felt between her thighs. "Choose, Margaret." The suede whip was still in her hand so she indicated this was her choice. It didn’t feel that fearsome a weapon. "You’ve chosen the ‘Tittie Tickler’ Margaret. It’s made from the hide of a yak. Soft, supple and very tough. These tits of yours will be red, sore and nicely.