"Oi!” Roderick shout, “You big fucking piece of shit! Would you fight a real man if you ever met one?” "Is that Roderick the Crow?” Asked Rose...ick “I'll be damned. A bloody ghost.” "I'm no ghost, only a man. And I'm going to cut you down soon”. "It seems your men are outnumbered, though.” "Aye.” He grinned, and he prayed to his gods as he sounded the call to charge, that his guess was correct. As Count Tuftgale's knights took the last of the archers, they turned only to see their middle. So the search began, the hunt for the special someone. I knew it would be difficult, but impossible? Nay! After weeks of hunting, I came across Sheetal (name changed) who was very much part of the same institution from where I was pursuing my studies. She was a year junior to me, but I wouldn’t have cared less for I was on a mission to let out steam.Coming to Sheetal she was an amazing young girl then young (at 19 years then) fair tall (about 5′ 3′ at that time compared to 5’4′ of mine), her. She was about to openthe door for me. After all hadn't I always been opening doors for her?The stilettos would be on other feet now and we would see who wore theskirts in this household."Justin, you seemed rather excited about watching a man in lingerie. Isthat what you are? A tranny?" Jane teased.I pretended not to have heard her."You noticed him too?" I replied. "She's really pushing the boundariesagain, Madonna, isn't she?"I was trying to distract her as I was uncomfortable with. We were about halfway to our destination when the reason I was at the gym this morning hit me. The look of devastation must have been apparent.“You ok over there?” she asked in the sweetest voice imaginable. I felt like shit but I knew I had to come clean to her about all the events that had taken place over the past few days.“Well to be completely honest no not really. There something I have to get off chest and tell you.” The expression on her face was a confused one.“Ummm you’re not married.