*Chapter One: The Faerie Godmother and the Inner Sanctum Hookery.*
“Tonight’s going to be unlike anything you’ve ever dreamed of,” she said.
I turned around to pin the voice behind me, but I didn’t actually need the visual affirmation. I had worked with Titania for eight months now in the Inner Sanctum Hookery. There weren’t too many women “on the cock” as we said. — [You really have to get your kicks where you can, otherwise life will literally swallow you whole.]
“Why tonight?” I asked, not truly interested. “What’s so special about this evening?”
“Didn’t you notice that the schedule was particularly full?” she asked, with a wry grin on her face.
Titania’s teeth were extraordinary. They reminded me of sharpened crescent moons. Not the brightest I had ever seen, but striking and angular. Her smile made most people uncomfortable. The fact that each row of teeth was more symmetrical than other folk I’d seen only increased the attraction. I imagined often what it would be like to stare into those teeth spellbound — only to be devoured at the very end of it all.