” We walked into her small kitchen and sat down at the table and started eating. I realized I wanted something to drink so I got up to get a glass o... water, and I saw the top of her pale white ass crack showing from where her jean have slid down. I stood there speechless just staring until she asked me “Are you sure it was okay me asking you to do this.” Uh yeah of course.” I said as she caught me of guard. “I didn’t have anything else planned”. “I have asked other people, but nobody would. “I ... you win ... Lord Winsom.”“Jesus Christ,” Helen muttered, stepping back and away. Then she held out her hand to Fireheart. Another tableaux snapped in then. Lucas couldn’t see Fireheart from where he stood. He could just see Helen’s tired, battered expression, see her hand reaching down. Her hair had become mussed and rainbow spikes thrust into random directions from her scalp. Blood dripped from her chin despite her many heroic attempts to sniffle it up into her nose again.Fireheart. . couldn't, damnit! He'd been that far gone... completely and totally in love... if that term could accurately describe what had happened to him.Hell, for himself, he wasn't sorry. Like any man, he was too damned lustful. But for the exotically precious young woman he held snugly embraced against him, he couldn't help feel genuine concern. Christ, he loved her so damned much! If only he'd used his head, or heart, instead of his brainless hard cock to do his thinking... !"You're awake, aren't. "I laughed. "Even outside Western Australia." Yes. Even in the Territory. Cutting to the chase, I heard that you delivered an impromptu lecture on the effects of climate change and their effect on our country." I guess so. It seemed to be well-received." I was told you were quite impassioned." Let me remain a bit modest." Okay. But would you be willing to be a propagandist for us?" You mean on camera?" Yes. In fact, the ideal thing would be for you to be our 'environmental resource.' You might.