In my job, timing is everything. Sometimes I spend hours waiting for just the right moment. Like I said, it can get pretty boring. Take Anna, for example, meandering around the mall, pushing the stroller with the baby in it, and David, the kid who nearly bought the farm trying to cross the street earlier, tagging after her. It will be another hour until I'm really needed, and if The Voice doesn't chime in with another call, it's just me following her around until it's time. Boring.
That's when I spot Alex over near the restrooms, sitting high up on one of those fake, lit-up tinsel candy-canes over the door.
"Hey, Sam!"
I've been spotted, too. I wave back, checking to make sure Anna is still in line for pictures with Santa, and flit over to say hi.
"Whatcha got?" I ask, taking a seat. "Anything good."
Alex grins, pointing down to the restroom, where a woman pushes open the door. That's when I notice, it says, "Men." Ahhhh... a tryst! Whose fate, I wonder? Hers? His? Or some unknown third party? We only get to find out on a need-to-know basis. We get a whole hell of a lot bigger picture than most of the humans, but we still don't have the scope of, say The Voice. We're pretty sure there's someone even bigger than that, but who knows?
"Wanna watch?" Alex is already buzzing downward, and I follow, checking Anna's place in line one more time before slipping through the men's room door just before it swings shut.
I love the sounds of sex. The unzipping, the fumbling, the moans and the gasps. Just watching makes my whole being vibrate. Alex notices as we perch on top of the stall, seeing the woman lift her skirt and bend over, offering the rounded flesh of her behind to the man. Look at the thing he's got to put in her! It's bigger than I am!
"Which would you rather have, do you think?" Alex asks, giving me a nudge. "The hard thing or the soft thing?"
"It's a penis," I correct him, watching the man slide it into the woman's smooth opening. I have to really lean in to get a good angle, but I manage. "Or a vagina... although they have lots of different names for them, you know... cock... pussy..." Just saying the words gives me a sort of heat.
"I'd want a penis," Alex says. "Almost as good as a sword. Or a wand."
We never had wands, just so you know. Another one of the many misnomers about fairies. Alex watches too much Disney.
"I think I'd want... a pussy." Our corporeal bodies are small and hairless, completely smooth and rounded. Between my legs, there is nothing but a little mound of flesh, no cleft. What would it be like, I wonder, watching the woman's face as she reaches between her legs and rubs herself there. The looks on their faces tell me almost everything I want to know. Almost.
"Hey, then I could do that to you!" Alex grins, giving me a nudge.
"So what's your assignment?" I have to change the subject. The moans are growing louder, the sounds of slapping flesh echo in the tiled room. It's hard to concentrate on anything else.
"He's outside." Alex stretches and flies straight upward, his wings buzzing noisily. Too high for human ears to hear, of course, although a few of them have felt the brush of a fairy's wings on occasion. "Come on."
I glance down to see the man pulling his cock out, the woman turning around and pumping it into her hand. Thick, white spurts of liquid surge onto her tongue, and I can't help but wonder what it might taste like before Alex is pulling me after him.
