Let’s go upstairs and change your clothes.” Before they hit the stairs Karen asked me to start a fire in the family room. Minutes later they were ...ack with Phil wearing his PJs. Karen set the VCR to record the fireworks for Phil knowing he would be out like a light before mid-night. The three of us curled up on the sofa as we watched television. Soon Phil had nodded off and Karen whispered that she was going to put him to bed. I offered to carry him up as I thought it dangerous for her to carry. Didn't the Forest Sprites bring you?”“Yes but they didn't say anything.”“ Of course they didn't say anything silly... Forest Sprites can't talk. Oh, Oh I see you really don't know why you were summoned. They were sent to bring an all powerful magician to aid our cause... and...and here you are.”“ But I am not a magician at all.”“ The Sprites are never wrong.”“They are this time.”“You wear a Robe. “Yes”... my wand picked that time to drop out of my sleeve.“Aha and you have a wand... A wizard. I. Andrew's StoryWell this takes the cake. We were having lunch on the patio. I was downing a PB and J, while the girls were eating something green. The munchkins were playing on the tennis court, trying to hit the ball over the net, occasionally succeeding.Doris is away on one of her little excursions. There is this little old lady from town who Doris has known for like fifty years or something. She is a widow and Doris considers her a friend. We just didn't feel right sending Doris on these. Anne willingly arranged her legs so that I could slot between them and as soon as our intimate flesh touched we both gasped. It was as though a tiny bolt of lightning had passed between us and we gyrated our hips slowly and sensuously so that our little buttons rubbed against each other. “Shall we use tongues?” Anne suggested softly and in a seamless movement we found ourselves on our sides with our faces buried in each other’s honeypots. I could feel the Queen’s tongue licking my cunny flesh.