She loved her husband and caring for his needs and guiding her sister to a successful future would satisfy her now."Don? Julie? Where are you?" It was...past eleven at night and she was sure they would be at home. Were they in bed already? She crept quietly up the stairs. She'd have a quick shower and slip naked into bed beside her husband.He should have a good head of steam built up for her after being celibate for almost a week. She'd get him to use that marvelous injection so he could make up. "Cricket suspected that Reggie had other things that he wanted to bring back with him. So it was up to her to set things up for when he would return.Reggie got up and started walking towards his uncle's farm. He figured that it would take about twenty-five minutes for him to get there and back. He hoped that Cricket caught on to his plans and would get things in motion in time for his return.He needn't have feared about that. As soon as he disappeared over the rise, Cricket set her own part of. ‘What, as if you were my pink-fingered doxy!’ Clair exclaimed in outraged tones. ‘Why do you not put on a gown that your bosom nearly falls out of and paint your face like a butterfly while you are about it. No no, besides I know you. You would make faces at my cards and Tarra would know my hand.’ Arianna giggled at the idea of being Clair’s pink-fingered doxy, putting her long fingers up to wipe a dribble of butter and lemon from the corner of her mouth. Clair leaned over and pinched her. " Fair enough, I can alter the spell so that the fairies will change backonce they arrive back in Britain and that their memories will alter sothey have no recollection of me." That should work." Just one thing," Monique piped up. "There are some out there who enjoytheir new lives, they like the simplicity of being out of the rat race.I don't think we have the right to change those back who don't want tobe." Agreed," I said as I summoned the fairies who would spread the newspell.1 Month Later -.