“She should call back in just a few minutes.” I asked her what she was doing, and she said calling Holly. “Oh, she got this nifty new thing call...d a ‘pager’, about the size of a pack of cigarettes. You call a number, and then put in your phone number, and it sends her the number so she knows who to call. She normally calls right back, unless she is in class.” And sure enough, a minute later the phone rang.“Hiya sis, kisses. Oh, guess who just wandered in. Yes, actually she did also, but she ran. Magic took over then, tightening all the loose straps until they fit snugly against Sarah’s body.Sarah moaned as the dildo was pulled tighter into her pussy, and offered no resistance as the elves took her arms and bound them behind her back with the magical leather, which fused to the harness, effectively making her totally dependant on the elves for her care. Sarah felt a touch on the back of her knee, and a touch on her back and knelt down as an elf came forward holding a bridle of leather. ‘Morning All,’ he smiled on them. ‘Having an early morning swim were you?’ Ron answered, ‘Yes Sir, I hope that wasn’t against the law?’ Sheriff shook his head no, ‘Just wishing I had been quicker I bet that lady is mighty pretty under that blanket’. Merry looked at Ron, and smiling opened the blanket quickly and then closed it. The Sheriff smiled, ‘Now that’s a nice way to wake up, you all enjoy Texas now’ and grinning he got back in his car and took off. They laughed all the way back to the. .the first seed of the plowed field and Patrick gave one back to Dad, nodding in acknowledgement. My father’s gesture of respect was solemnly accepted and returned and both Mom and I wiped a tear from our eyes. I first shared the story of the tradition of bread with my Blue Knight while we were sitting at the farm on the porch swing wrapped in a quilt. It was a wonderful starlit night and we were listening to the crickets. Over our antipasto salad, Patrick told my parents how his father always.