"They need someone to tell them what to do. They certainly aren't capable of running their own lives." You are very wrong, Norgan. On the other side o... the mountains there are many villages of True Folk. They live by themselves, grow their own food, run their own lives. They make mistakes, but who doesn't? They seem to do as well as anyone else, as far as that goes." I'm sorry, my dear Princess, but I just don't believe you. If they lived like that among true men you would end up with nothing. Your life will be changed and you will have opportunities younever dreamed of."He paused then continued "Here we have complete diplomatic immunityeverything we do here is protected. You were selected after we carefullyinvestigated your back ground and your past we know everything aboutyou." Sir you know I was raised in foster care?" I asked embarrassed"Yes I do and that is a plus for you American foster homes produce justthe type peoples I seek" He smiled."Now Captain Jack will take you to get. It was easy, the answer was she came to town once a month, and was due anytime. I tried to be prepared for what I was going to do.Three days later I was loitering near noon looking at some notices at the post office when she opened the door and entered. My heart leapt and skipped a beat and it seemed to stop in my chest. She was incredibly beautiful, gorgeous and glamorous, even wearing cowboy clothes; jeans pants, ranch riding boots, a red plaid flannel shirt and a cowboy hat that covered her. At sixteen, he took my virginity, and I had been a slave to my passions for him since. "Are you day dreaming again?" he asked from the bathroom. A smile creeped onto my face. "No, just remembering the first night we met," I replied. "Mm, well, stop reminiscing and go to the corner," he replied. I bit my lip and stole a look into the bathroom as I made my way across the room. Standing well over six feet with a toned body, he was quite the specimen. His soft black hair grazed his tanned shoulders.