“Hey. Hey you. Over here, yeah, over here.” I looked at Rita who was staring out the window. “We’ve been so caught up in your dream we almost missed a very important detail!” “And that would be…” She jumped back on the bed and climbed over me. “We’re completely alone.” I looked around the room pretending to look for someone. “I guess we are, if only there was something we could do to pass the time…” “I could think of a few things.” “Yeah we could clean the house, play xbox, catch up on some reading…” She took my hands and cupped her ass. “Or you could fuck me until I pass out,” she grinned. She had barely finished her sentence before I was sliding her pajama pants down her legs. She kicked them off and took my shorts and boxers off and immediately climbed on top of me. “No foreplay?” “Not today, I don’t feel like being all cute after Ashley messed my day up. I just want to fuck.” “Wont get any arguments from m... oh fuck!” She didn’t even wait for me to finish my. As a gymnast and cross-country runner in high school she was in excellent shape. Working out three nights a week at the IMA with Erin didn't hurt either. Her tightly curled brown hair was worn in a bob, and simply haloed her face. Bright green eyes danced in the candle light which Richard had summoned without actually thinking about it."A penny for your thoughts...", Megan giggled. "You do use pennies don't you? Far away in your land of fairies?" In spite of the moment and the tension that hung in the air, Richard actually laughed! "Funny, but you don't look at all like Tinkerbell!", and an uncontrollable fit of giggles overcame her."Well, lass, now that you be askin'", he said in a horrible Irish brogue, "I'll be tellin' ya true, lassie, in the land of the Fey, we have no need fer' yer' mortal coin!" For some reason this sent Megan into howls of laughter, and served to finally break the tension over the earlier revelations. Still grinning at one another like the fools that they were.
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