They drank, a fiddler played, they danced. Our young observers were enthralled at the sight and lost all caution as they slowly entered the light of t...e bon. Of a sudden the music stopped; the dancers turned.“What have we here?” asked the tall woman who appeared to be the leader of the revels. “Mortals? Come to join us?” All in attendance laughed. Someone poured two goblets of wine and handed them to the visitors.The wine was the finest either of the young people had ever tasted and it went. The other side that ran along the hall was clear glass. We all sat around the table talking for a bit. (The chairs are on rollers.) The guy pulls my chair toward him and starts rubbing my legs. Here we go. He says, come here, he wants to kiss me. I'm ok with that. Lean in and we kiss. I immediately feel a hand on my tit. We all knew at some point this was going to happen. I set back a little and he proceeded to undo the last remaining buttons of my top, which wasn't many, it was a polo type. ” My face turned bright red. How did it know I was a virgin? I still had my shorts and panties on. It was something that nobody else knew for sure. Sure there were rumors at school but I was the type of girl that was smart and kept to myself. Most people simply gossiped about me being a virgin but couldn’t prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was. “I am not a human like you are Jessica,” The creature told me but how did it know my name? It continued to speak, “I am a part of you. I am your. I’ve lost pounds and inches, too. That was George. Nancy loves me because I’m always so thoughtfully sending her little gifts. They arrive by FedEx or UPS Air, and almost always from the Czech Republic. They always come with a neat little note thanking her for something very intimate she did for me. (It’s George, of course. Complete to writing the accompanying note!) Of course, I’m tiring a little because Nancy loves to thank me with her legs spread wide, if you understand what I mean. George.