Jack's arm moved quickly and his fist knocked my head. Total K.O. I fell unconscious for half a minute and collapsed on the floor. When I returned to ...onsciousness I saw Jack weltered in pain on the floor beside me and wailed loudly, gripping his balls.My wife Beth was standing with her arms on her waist and was just telling everybody in the restaurant, "If somebody tries to injure my husband they'll get the same balls kick from me! I was a good soccer player!"While Jack's wife was trying to. Saphique was with me, but she was a Goddess of Maidens, not a Goddess that knew how to fight.How good was her blessing?"You will be magnificent," Lady Delilah continued, her finger reaching my nipple. She stroked it. "The moment I saw you, gangly with youth and blushing the way only a maid of thirteen could, I knew you would have a spectacular destiny before you."I shuddered beneath the force of her words. "I do not feel equal to this task." Why should you? You have never been tested. You have. Ed said he hadn't noticed before today but he'd damn sure find out. That night I told him. The idea of being bred made me hot. He asked “Why I didn't you tell me?”. “You are and will be the father of my children. No matter how hot I get thinking about being pregnant with a black baby, or how neat I think it'd be to have one, I can't ask you to do that.” “You know that my father is not my biological father.”“You know this wouldn't be the same. They got together after you were on the way, not. ” I didn’t need more incentive than the thought of meeting pretty girls, and was pleased to see that at least one of those pretty girls was actually travelling from Paris. Finally the girl found what she was looking for, pulling what appeared to be her ticket from a large wooly bag with wooden handles. She settled down, allowing me to observe her more closely. She had an air of sophistication, like cultivated antiquation. She was about eighteen years-old, around 5ft8, with fair light-brown.