"It is very much like the fever of the swamp spirits," she remarked. "Has he been near the poolside where the mosquitoes gather?" He often plays there..." said Elm Tree. "Is it an accursed place?" The swamp spirits are at their most malevolent in the summer when the days are long and the mosquitoes bite," said Glade. "He must drink much water to make amends for the spirits' spite and it must be clean water from the spring's source. He must stay warm even though he sweats as if he is already too. He holds my chin tightly and I can feel his breath on my face. His irises seem to swirl as if they were in truth filled with mist."Now what to do with mortal who, dared break my sacred tree?This prize I'll claim, her flower pluck, as she just did to me."And he takes in his my milk-white hand, he takes my grass-green sleeve. I find I'm laid upon the ground, and flowers surround me. My skirts he lifts above my waist; I am exposed in sin. I know the prize he plans to take, I shall not yield. She put on the TV and closed the door. Then she ask me if I would mind just giving her a toss in the bed before I left. Its had been nearly three years and I looked like I thrill to her. She said she would make it worth my time. I said I had another to pick up, and then she said let me show you the goodies, and with in a second she was standing there totally nude. She had a nice body and not a bad looking woman for her age. She told me she would suck my dick and let me do her up the ass if that. But still, you know?" Yeah, yeah, I know," dad chuckles, before reaching down beside him andthrowing me the TV remote control. "Go on, put on whatever you want.Think I might still have season 2 of the Angels on the Sky Plus box.Meanwhile, I shall be at Falmer Stadium, watching the best football teamin the world batter Preston." Perfect," I say with a grin as Ophelia and I relax back into the sofaand set ourselves up for a lazy afternoon.After our binge-watching session ends and we eat a light.