It might get colder tonight. Sheelah drifted a little deeper into her sleep.Flick!Suddenly Sheelagh was alert. She had been touched.Flick! She could f...el her labia being parted. Something was moving them.A pixie!Sheelagh did not dare open her eyes or move her body. One wrong move and the pixie would flee. She felt the tentative nature of it. It was cautious. Sheelagh needed to be careful, too.Sheelagh could feel the four-inch-tall, nude, short-winged pixie spreading Sheelagh’s labia open a. .. If they were aware enough to pick up on it. I saw a look from Susan that I didn’t understand. Then one from Barbara. Contempt? Why. She was his sister. I did NOT understand that. At all.“Ladies, I have a plan. The house is selling, evidently, but even if it doesn’t on this round, it will. Susan, I’ve arranged it with the trust to give you the Mercedes, with a Care Plan. They’ll remind you when it needs service and take care of it all for five years. I’m also going to give the two of you a. We had met near the beginning of the war. Her battalion was stationed in our town, and while the war wasn't too bad yet, the soldiers had laughed and danced and spent money. Arden had been young and fresh and full of quiet passion. We made love as young people do, with abandon and without a care in the world.The war got ugly. And vicious. And inhuman. Our soldiers came back from the front lines bleeding and missing limbs and dead. The light left their eyes. After six months, our soldiers became. I outed you as a Portsmouth supporter!”(Okay, so supporting Pompey has been a one-way trip in the wrong direction for much of the last ten years. We won the F.A. Cup in 2008, and were in the English Premier League. Since then the club has been relegated three times and gone into administration twice (being docked nine hard-earned points for that ensured our relegation from the Premiership in 2010), and we’re currently in League One, the old Third Division. Five dodgy foreign owners in a row.