The flight was interrupted by voices in the hallway. Our attention was drawn to the door to our room opened. A rabbit with a pocket watch in his hand came hopping thru. He was mumbling something about being "late for a very important date." And then, as suddenly as she appeared, a wave of her wand, a flash of sparkling fairy dust, and both the rabbit and Tinkerbell were gone.
Wendy immediately barred the door with a chair and turned around. She and I locked eyes, she came to me, we embraced. She kissed me playfully, sucking at my lips, and occasionally lightly French kissing me. When she had my full attention. She pulled back and made a show of being scorned. She knew of my infatuation and trysts with Tinkerbell. "I think she is gone now," was her comment, with more of a hint of satisfaction than sadness in her voice.
As is confirmed repeatedly on these pages, the best actress wins! I must say she stayed in character and played the scorned lover right thru to our last goodbye kiss in the hallway as I exited. It was fun. I received, over our entire time together:
- Completely confirmed accusations of my infidelity
- Complaints bemoaning the long time between my visits
- My excuse about her always being "busy" was regarded with suspicion
- ill founded comments that I loved Tinkerbell more...
- And more I love you's to pierce the heart more thoroughly.
I love it when they act possessive; guess it reminds me of [post=502032]Nogi[/post].
Most would describe our 80 minutes together as a true GFE. My only comment to that is I wish I had a girlfriend that would do the shit to me that Wendy does. OMFG. I do believe she enjoyed the massage I gave her almost, but not quite, as much as I enjoyed the one she gave me.
I left her presence a completely satisfied man. The automatic thought of stopping by TBWNN before returning to reality came, and went, almost with a hint of disgust, in a nanosecond. I was at the top of the mountain, I need to bask in the afterglow, because there is no higher peak.
And then I was off, Neverland rapidly receding in the distance, carried by a pungent cloud of earthy smoke. And I woke up here, writing this last line. Is Neverland a real place, or is it just fantasy?
Hope you enjoyed my fantasy,
LoveLOS