He was spent, and he closed his eyes, breathing slowly, and feeling that he is going to be sharing his bedroom with two fairies, not just one. ‘This...should be interesting.’ Was his only thought, and then he pulled himself from bed, and changed the sheets, which were drenched in fairy nectar. They had a sweet scent of lustful love, which comes from deep within one’s soul. He smiled to himself, and threw it on the floor, and just as he finished changing the bed covers, the girls came back in to. She had gone to the bathroom to remove them and now she had tossed them under the table and on to my lap. I carefully unfolded them. I noticed she had kissed them just above the wet spot. I tried not to be obvious as I carefully concealed them in my napkin. Oh, I wanted to reach down and sniff them right away. But, I had to be careful. I did have a lot to lose, but oh so much to gain.I carefully and as unobtrusively as possible raised the napkin containing the panties to my face. I opened it. "For the moment that is all the explanation given to you. In silence you finish your wine, looking around. The interior is impressive but cozy, with rough handformed red-brown tiles on the floor, roughly laid out, expressing a deliberate sloppy country style. Hardwood paneling along the walls and a huge fireplace. Huge subtropic plants everywhere. Even though the room is huge, it has a cosy, very private and most of all very personal atmosphere. You notice the bookshelves covered wall on one. That little cap she wore, that was so 1940s, and gave her a real classic look, he had never felt his body so alive when looking at a woman. He walked over to her table and smiled down at her. The thorns on the roses he grasped in his hand made his hand ache in shooting pain, but as he looked into her light blue eyes he asked her, ‘do you mind if I join you, my name is David?’ Mary felt a warmth spread across her whole body as the man in the casual well cut Armani brushed cotton suit she had.