**** Lucky for him, the week was busy. There were practices in between the games on Wednesday and Friday and a few team functions that he was obligate... to attend. With all that going on, he didn’t have much of an opportunity to spend time alone with Meg. Either he was out later than she was, or vice versa. They didn’t avoid each other on purpose and when they did see one another, they laughed and talked like nothing had changed. In the back of Zane’s mind, he knew it was how Meg wanted things. Her clit is pierce as well so is her nose. She is a bounty hunter and sex slave trader. She one of the biggest sex slave trader around because she can nab anyone or so she claims. It is very few things she turns down. She love power and tough as nails. When she wants something, she takes it. It doesn?t matter if it man or womanRose- She is red skin and 6 feet tall. She has Emphatic powers and woman of all trade. She calls her self a sex priestess of new church of Eros. They think sex is. I love your taste and your smell but even more do I love—coffee on a Sunday morning, musing and dreaming together–running in the snow, laughing together. So much, so many things, you are so much more to me than just our passion, you are my strength, the stiffener of my spine. You are my comfort and my refuge. You make a man of me and let me be a boy. I got your letter of 5 Nov. Do not worry for my safety, regardless of what you hear in the news. I am OK and I will stay that way. You know that I. I knew that I could not anyway. Leaning down she kissed my lips. So soft and smooth, I felt her warmth spilling out of her. I felt safe, no longer alone. How bad could it be?"Well honey your reforming?" My yees sparkled for a few seconds I thought it was going to be good?! "I was like you once honey. In all ways." She smiled, then I knew what she meant! Nooooo!!!!My head fell back hanging on the edge of the table. It was nothing, nothing! my mouth was agape as a guy walked out of the dark..