"The old woman dropped her face into her hands, her head shaking slowly. "Okay. Thanks for clearing it up, Patty." The leprechaun vanished in another ...uff of smoke. She turned to Howard, sitting in the chair, his legs now crossed so ladylike, while he continued to twirl a long strand of hair around his fingers. "Well, I think I know what happened." So what happened?" Howard asked, his voice surprisingly devoid of concern."Your wish was worded rather... uh... badly. You asked for the best of. His beautiful, thick cock sprang out. He looked amazing. I stared at it for a moment, just loving the sight of him, before I lustfully ran my tongue from his balls to his tip. His manhood, jerked and throbbed under my tongue and it made me smile. My hand cupped his balls and moved his hard dick towards my mouth so I could wrap my lips around the gorgeous, thick head. As soon as my lips touched the soft, but firm engorged tip, I felt Jon’s dads hand on the back of my head. I felt his big strong. “Who’s dress was this?” she asked both suspiciously, and with a bit of jealousness in her voice.“I think it belonged to Sarah ... no, Melinda ... no, maybe Rosie, it might have been Kaolin ... I’m not really sure.”“You don’t plan on giving me a straight answer, do you?”“Uh uh, I know when to tap dance through an answer. Anyhow, I was going to give them to Goodwill unless there is anything you might want. They all are rather new.”“OK – I’m all dressed.”“Say, this dress could work in Act 1, Scene. My apartment, more like my penthouse, who builds an apartment that big and then sells it that cheep? How did I even get to Canada? I never got a passport and I never bought a plane ticket I just remember arriving. So is that when it started? When I got off the plane at the airport that looked more like a science fiction space port? That was years ago. Then I'll start at the end. The day I decided to confront her about it. We were sitting at the table. She'd moved in with me. I couldn't remember.