I couldn’t believe how exciting it was to watch another woman eat my mother. It was apparent that not only did Stephanie love what she was doing, bu... that she was also very good at it.“Oh yes, oh yes, eat me, Steph,” my mother cried. Her hips began to move side-to-side and then up and down. Her hands were tangled in Stephanie’s hair and it looked like she was pulling it. If Stephanie minded she showed no indication. “Oh God, I forgot how good your mouth is,” my mother hissed. Her legs lifted. When this happened, she was forced to back off a little, but she still had more in her mouth than Sarah had been able to manage. She worked on his pecker for only a minute or so before she eased off. "That seems ta be what I had in mind, but I don't want ta go too far. Now, let's try my specialty, I call it "cowgirl" style."It looks like Sarah ain't gonna be able ta move fer a while, soz ya jus' lie down on that there throw rug. Put yer legs together an' let me straddle ya, like I wuz ridin' a. The important thing though was winning 9-nil with Bernadette scoring a goal.After the game, I was forced to have to use the change rooms with theother girls (no ladies toilet allowed this time) and although obviouslyshying away from taking a shower(!) I still had to strip down to myunderwear to change back into what I'd worn to the match.Girls changing rooms antics (at least in winning teams) were no differentto the boys I found out, having my cotton pantied arse playfully whippedwith a towel. After a fifth or sixth pass, the creatures flew off. Feeling somewhat dizzy, he sank to his knees in the grass and said: "They're. . . they're . . . . " "Fairies," said Grandpa, "Winged Fairies, the most commonkind of Fay." "I think I need a drink," said Tom. "Sorry, you're not legal yet. Let me try to explain. The world you usuallylive in, Tom--the world your parents always live in--has a pretty firm boundarybetween it and the Land of Mythica. In some places, though, the boundary getsshifty..