UUNGH the juvenile pixie in... fellatio... the need... the skill... it's ingrained in them when young. But remember... these are feral pixies; they're...highly intelligent... but... YAAAAH they've had no education, no contact with civilization... Pixies... and many fae... are... NNUGNH We call them... R-strategy organisms; they breed rapidly, in great, great numbers. Many young pixies live... in the wilderness... totally outside... human civilization... at this age... they just... just want.... .atttracted to her.I put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her close to me. I kissed her passionately on the lips, running my hand through her hair as I did so.Her fingers worked their way over the fly of my jeans and unipped and unbuttoned them. I lifted myself gently from the couch as she gently pulled them down my legs and off my feet. She began to run her soft fingers up and down my bare legs, before them unzipping my tracksuit top and removing it.She made short work of removing my. "I know you're hurting and all. You're worried about your brother and miss your mother. I bet it was one of the hardest things you have ever had to do. I've seen it a thousand times working in hospitals and the loved ones coming in to say goodbye to the dying or identifying a loved one that had died. Michelle went with you disguised as your brother, because he couldn't go at this time. When he wakes, he is going to be devastated that his mother died and he wasn't able to heal her. I just hope. "What's eating him?" Jeanne asked."I don't know," Valerie said. But something in the cold way her brother-in-law had left the bedroom instilled fear in her.Jeanne broke out laughing when Rich appeared in the doorway. "You've got to be kidding!" she chortled. Rich was leading the border collie into the bedroom by the collar.Valerie pulled the sheets over her body and backed away on the bed.Suddenly Jeanne quit laughing. She looked at her roommate, her eyes leashing. "He is kidding, isn't.