SexFairy and I recently went to this local beachside festival. It was hundreds of people with a heavy proportion of college age men and women wandering all over. After getting our second round of beers, we are standing face to face, sipping down enough beer so as not to spill as we walk around more.
SexFairy is telling me some story (I have no idea what, to be blunt) as this woman walked by, stopping just behind my Fairy. About 20 and thin 
with dark hair something in the range of healthy C cups and just enough nipple poke to catch, and HOLD my eyes.
It could have been hours, but more likely less than 10 seconds, when SexFairy says, “what are you looking at”, and then she says, staring at my reflective sunglasses, “I know what you are are looking at. I can see her reflection in your glasses.”
I quickly move my gaze back to my SexFairy, smile, and say, “I love you so much, my clever lover.”
At one time, in other relationships, I most likely would have lied, or fumbled some “nothing” answer. But with SexFairy, I tell her everything, and she relishes in that as much as I do.
So you dogs out there, remember, while your sunglasses my hide your eyes, they don’t hide your direction, and yes I mean that in more than one way.