“Of course My Lady! Forgive me but these are hard times and even the most genteel of ladies must occasionally part with her most treasured slaves to...make ends meet. It was only natural that I should inquire.”Carelia’s irritation increased. “I am not so impoverished yet my good man that I should vend my personal hand maidens to a market dealer to be pedalled to a Kingshaven whorehouse!”“No, no My Lady! Of course not!” The man was sweating even more under Carelia’s disapproving glare. “Perhaps in. "She entered the room and placed a folded bundle on the bed and a steaming mug upon the table. Smiling even wider now, she extended her hand to me in greeting. "I am Storm Silverhand. I am very pleased to make your acquaintance." I was not accustomed to shaking hands and even then felt that I should be bowing or something similar to a woman of her obvious stature, but she was so instantly likable that I barely hesitated before grasping her hand in my own."You can call me Bel," I could not help. I really had no clue what to do... and my brother was busy with some plumbing job he had committed to (I am sure you got it that he runs plumbing services). I called several friends frantically to get a replacement but how many strippers are out there in a remote town like mine? Not many. So I told my wife about my problem... and asked if she knew anyone who could humor some old men for about one hour. But she could not think of anyone.My wife is about 30, same age as me, and she is hot. Since. I am Klintara, the Bearer of Light. You have been chosen as our champion in the Human World, our warrior against the creatures of the Monster World. Will you accept this grave responsibility?" Mitch hesitated a moment, staring at Klintara. He'd never been too big on comic books, but he'd read enough of them to know there was no turning back. If he accepted her offer, his life would never be the same again. *Then again, who wants the "same" life? I'll be good-looking, superpowered,.