Book Three: Chapter 91

“Uh... Sofia.”

“Ha! One-eye is a dirty girl. She say she think husband is dumb like rock, but Tink know different.” Tink sniffed again. “But who else?”

“Some fairies.” Tink was stroking him now, the bottom of her skirt riding up enough that when her tail twitched, he could see her buttocks on display.

“Ooh! Fairy make magic oil!” Tink tugged gently on Mike’s shaft, playing with his balls with her other hand. Mike sighed, enjoying the wave of relaxation that was washing over him. It had been a long day, and it felt nice to slow down.

“Do you want some?” Blue, tucked away in Mike’s collar, launched herself in the air, circling Tink. “You’ll have to earn it!”

“Ooh, pretty!” Tink held her hand out. Blue landed gently in the palm of her hand. “Tink remember fairy! We make plenty of trouble.”

Uh oh. Mike tried to sit up, but Tink pushed him back down without even looking.

“Fairy help Tink? Tink think husband brave, need reward.”

“Tink, I don