”A glass of wine was pushed into my hand as I sat down on the small, faded plaid sofa behind me.“Nervous?” Grace asked, breaking the silence.“...eah,” I admitted.“Don’t be. Dan’s a very good lover.”I looked from Dan to Grace, and then back again. He was perhaps the most visually interesting man I had ever laid eyes on. He was covered in tattoos, various bright and vivid colors jumping off his skin. I looked up his arms, trying to isolate something, anything, to see if I recognized it, but the. The Arrow, the Helmet, the Shield, the Chariot, the Flask ... Ares never received one of Master’s works nor did you, you fossilized, shrinking, slut, who was only good for flaunting your assets and face planting on the dicks of every man you weren’t married to.”“WE never needed artificial help from that Crippled Forger. Unlike you mortals, Our Beauty is never ending and eternal. You are but a flicker of a candle.”“Oh? Then why are you shrinking? Unless all the literature was wrong and you were. It was most important day in a man's life, after all. Ralphie could remember being the flower boy for his uncle's wedding, and how he loved his miniature bride's outfit. He was only eight, and it was the first time his father let him wear pantyhose and shoes with heels. He felt so grown-up! He remembered dreaming of the day when he would be the bride, and all eyes would be on him. And it turned out to be just as wonderful as he had hoped. Terry, Markie, and Jimmy were his bridesmaids, and. “Oh, someone’s thinking about the pretty girls,” She tapped the lower lip of my smile.“That’s mostly needing to pee,” Xiomara was looking at the other end. “You’ll have to hold it in for a bit,” Kia lectured me, “Pat, Renée or Andrea would fall apart.”“Or?” Xiomara raised and eyebrow, “And what about Connie or Hannah? They’re not ready to handle it either.”“Or Suzi?” I asked.“She’s not going to flinch while the lights are on,” Kia responded thoughtfully.“Well what about my two bed.