" Misty looked over and saw the mouse, just a few feet from Bonnie. She andthe others turned to run, only to realize that the big rock was surround...dby a gang of the evil little creatures! They were resting on their hind legs,blinking their beady little eyes, and licking their lips. Gasping and cryingnow, the four fays jumped up onto the rock and tucked their skirts betweentheir legs. "Don't move," said Misty. For once, the others paid attention. Minutes passed, and nothing happened. Misty. However I found that entertainers such as Cate and the band were so busy leading up to that time of year that the actual day came in a blur. Our greetings on Christmas day was made by telephone, with a very tired Cate in her flat and me at the cottage describing to her the countryside crisp with frost. We agreed that we would celebrate the festival early in January. New Years Eve was the same. Revellers, revelled, Cate and the band worked! We got together early in the New Year and just enjoyed. I was drained and satisfied after my counseling session with Pam and Betty. Or Mistress Pamela and Betsy wetsy as they called each other after today's therapy. The sight of little Pamela dressed in jeans and a mans shirt pulling the half dressed blonde was priceless. Pam's sweater was so tight around Betsy's big braless boobs that it threatened to burst at the seams. And the pleated schoolgirl skirt that hardly fit Pam gaped open at the side and was so short it barely covered the freshly. The mood in the room changed quickly after that. Relieved of their lustful burden and drained physically and mentally from their powerful orgasms, the others collapsed into a tangled, naked mass. Lying on top of one another, they drifted off to sleep peacefully, a smile on every one of their faces. James remained conscious, though he had to admit that a nap did sound nice after such an exhausting ordeal. But he now had the time to himself that he'd sought, so he got to his feet, shook off his.