Fairy Godmother Protocols
by Sarina DorieFebruary 11, 2016
***Adult Fairytale below***
1.) I will fulfill my end of the fairy godmother contract. I will play matchmaker for the handsomest prince in all the land and find him the most beautiful princess in all the land so they can populate the world with rich, pretty children from the Charming family lineage.
2.) I will not kiss my human client and break the fairy godmother-godchild client relationship contract.
3.) I will not kiss Prince Charming during work hours and risk losing my job.
4.) Okay, I probably will, but I will at least use glamour to disguise myself as a princess so he won't know it's me.
5.) I will not bat my eyelashes at him in the receiving line at the ball and flirt with him so he ignores the real princesses and only dances with me.
6.) I will not sneak off with him to make out in a closet.
7.) I won't go any further than second base. Is removing my corset past second base?
8.) I will remember the midnight rule, so that I'll leave his bed before I change back into a fairy godmother.
9.) Just one more kiss. Then I really should be going.
10.) Oops, was that the clock tower bells ringing eleven o'clock?
11.) I won't suggest we retire to his bedroom.
12.) I will not have sex with the handsomest prince in all the land.
13.) Well, maybe a quickie.
14.) Were those bells? It was hard to tell with all the noise we were making.
15.) Yep, those were bells. I know what that means. Flippidi-Floppidi-Floo, my glamour spell is overdue.
16.) Huh, what do you know? Prince Charming likes older women.
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