"Do I look like a fucking elf?" she screeched."Ah, I suppose not," he admitted. "You're – shorter and pretty and – clean. You're right, I should h...ve known better but I don't think I've ever seen anyone up here other than elves. Well maybe the reindeer but you don't look much like a reindeer. Do you mind me asking who you are, what you're doing here and exactly what you are?" I'm a sprite, dipshit," she fumed. "A water sprite to be exact and I'm your assistant for this little boondoggle of. She says with sultry moan, "You like mommy's tits, don't you?" I give her a steady nod and keep staring and stroking. My mind feels like mush, mouth dry and balls overflowing. She reaches under her dress and pulls down her panties, letting them drop to the floor and steps out of them. She picks up the pink cotton and tosses them on my lap. I'm confused for a moment and stop jerking off. "Smell them." I slowly bring the panties up to my nose, not sure what to think. I get whiff of her pussy.. "The school is just up here," she said. "We have a great view of the ocean. It can get really dramatic during the stormy season. The waves hit the breakwater and get flung high in the air." Our winters are just one rain storm after another," Sammi said. "My mother had to go to Center last winter. She told me it was like what we saw up on the ice sheet, snow coming down all of the time." Do you think the ice sheet is still moving south?" Jeannette asked. "I heard a rumor that it was."Sammi. There was a storm on the night before everything changed... a big storm. The staff had come to check each room and secure the exterior doors and the patio furniture early in the evening. Their smiling faces and efficient manner did little to assuage my anxiety over the lightning and wind that was forecast. There was a precision about their movements as they assured me that all would be well. I ordered a bottle of wine and prepared for the assault to come. The roaring storm lasted for several.