She asked me if her best friend Michelle, or Shelly for short, could go with us. Since I would be at the golf course for most of the daylight hours, I...figured it would be good for her to have a companion to help her pass the time. I agreed to let Shelly accompany us. Shelly was at the house so often that she called me dad or daddy instead of Mr. Thorn or just Thorn as I had told her to when she asked me how she should address me.Shelly was a short blonde teen bombshell. She stood about five. I nodded my head and he moved his hand. Him and Jason proceeded to remove their belts and use them to tie my hands to my headboard. Phillip proceeded to tell me that what was about to happen is because I wouldn’t take my towel off for them. Jason had a weird smirk on his face. He walked over and sat down on the bed next to me. He leaned in and kissed my forehead. “Looking for these?” He said, as he pulled the panties I had been looking for out of his pocket. I nodded.He then reached down and. They didn't need to eat or drink andseemed to be very solitary creatures.The dryads were busy growing trees wherever they could. Many species oftree that none of us centaurs had ever seen before were now growing outthrough the tarmac and concrete of the streets of London. This brought awhole new meaning to the term. "concrete jungle.," The fairies seemed tohang around with them as they were drawn to making homes in the treesthat the dryads grew.As for the Satyrs and the Nymphs? Let's just say. Then suddenly she got up. I wanted to fuck this woman real bad. I did not want her to leave. She told me that she had some nice German wine in her room and would I like to join her. We soon left the roof bar and got to her room. By this time we could not keep our hands of each other. She told me that she noticed me when I walked into the bar and wanted me. She was disappointed when my friends joined me. So she waited to find out if I would leave with them or stay. When they left she immediately.