Along the way, Cynthia began to laugh about an incident she had in a trip to the lady’s room.She said, “The bitch was pissed because her husband w...uld not keep his eyes off of me!”“What did you say to her?” I asked.“I told her that she should loosen up and then I said men prefer slut over bitch!” We both had a good laugh at that remark.We got to a road that did not have street lights and a slow speed limit. Cynthia leaned over, kissed my cheek, and put her hand on my crotch and started rubbing. I know it is totally bad form to use the “c” word out in public but I do my best to contain it to those setting where only females are present because we seem to take less offense at the usage amongst ourselves. It is sort of the same thing with dark-skinned people when confronted by the “n” word by total strangers. I certainly do not mean to offend anyone because I am at heart a shy and introverted thing despite my caustic mouth that often gets me in trouble that is caused completely by my own. “Yeah baby,” he slurred, “Show him how sexy you are.”“I already know how sexy you are,” Ken said softly as he took me into his arms and we began moving in time to the slow, sexy music.It would have been easy to forget that my husband was there, Ken was a very big man, six feet five inches tall and built like a tank, but he was incredibly light on his feet and held me as if I were made of china.“I won’t break you know,” I told him and his response was to hold me tighter.“I don’t want to appear. Allowing you to reach a position of respect and power that few could ever acquire even through a lifetime. You had sworn an oath to keep the grown and kingdom safe against anything and up to this point you had been more than successful.You were a hardened warrior at barely 26 and thanks to your intense training many considered you to be the best of the best. No other soldier could even compare, struggling to even keep up against you when sparring. This has lead to your fellow knights giving you.