She's trying to persuade you into breaking that harmony. This is not the first time she had done this."Florian wouldn't tell you, dear sister? Well, t...at's typical of him. He always were a lone wolf. He wouldn't trust anyone, especially after his questionable method of death. Sarai was a really twisted little bitch," she then broke into a laugh. The kind of laugh you would hear from snobbish princesses or envious rich girls."SHUT UP!" I yelled as I stabbed Flo's tip to the ground. Shadow Claw. Brian was always careful to let her get dressed and undressed alone, though she was becoming less concerned about him seeing her change back into her clothes. She assumed he liked the differences - seeing her in her outdoor clothes, the lingerie, and then eventually nude as he usually got himself off two times before she went home. The envelopes remained thick, even if never quite matching that first time’s total.Entering the kitchen on this day, she was surprised to see Brian sitting there. "The young monks were aghast at the thought because they all harbored a hope of consummating a perfect union with a perfect female at some time in the future. That secret thought in a hidden part of their brain sustained them on their path to enlightenment and inspired them to excel in their master's eyes.The old man pondered and pondered night and day and with typical calm he declared he would conceive a "perfect" Snow Maiden to save the females of the species from the road to ultimate. So. Much. Heat. From your eyes. And it warms me from head to toe. I feel myself begin to glow again, alone this time. I feel the pull. I feel powerful. As you look over my body, slowly lifting my shirt up and over my chest and off, I feel beautiful. I realize I have never felt beautiful. You look up at my eyes and I can see that you feel it too. This inexplicable need to be close. Now. You lift me onto the counter. This one, effortless move from you makes every cell in my body sing. I am not a.