. ‘creators’...”“I mean exactly what I said. The alien race that created you and the other species who afflict us humans. They too, lost their...way, and lost communication with you for hundreds of years. They’re only now regaining their skills, but to limit the damage—part of their making amends—they chose me to intercede on their behalf—stopping the destruction their downfall triggered.”The tiny fairy again glanced at the others before turning back. “You’re ... him!”“The name is Phil,” he said,. It seemed like an hour before he let me stand up, but it was probably only a few minutes. He told them the show was over. And I couldn’t face any of them, but since my eyes were lowered, I could see a lot of bulging trousers and jeans. Then he looked at me defiantly, as if daring me to make a scene, or call the police, or whatever. I stood there so confused, kind of outraged, but also deeply aroused, so far down inside. I can’t explain it really. He waited, running the pool cue back and forth. “What’s your name k**? My names Carl. I take it you live near by.” “My names Marcus and I just live across that field. You can see the house lights from here.” I said as I pointed towards my house. “There are 3 other guys that work here with me, but they are checking out the area. They won’t be back for about an hour.” Carl reached inside his coveralls from the side and adjusts his cock. I knew he was naked under his coveralls because I could see his bare skin at the open side. It was. In her hands was pink silk. It was lacy. It looked so soft and sensuous and feminine. It was a set of pink panties and a pink bra. On the front of the panties -- a bikini style with high-cut legs -- was a pink bow. The legs were all ruffles with a pink ribbon running through them. The bra had pink ruffles around the cups, and a bow between them. And there was something else, that looked kind of like a belt; I didn't recognize it. I was in heaven looking at my mother's lovely, sexy lingerie. I.