It doesn’t sound special, but everything about Claire, taken alone, seemed ordinary; but she put them all together in such a unique way... I can’t...do justice to her aura of quiet sexuality. Hers was an understated beauty.Weeks passed and Claire and I became good friends. We even flirted, but I flirted with most of the girls I knew, so thought nothing of it. We found more things in common than just maths homework. We played pool in the social area and talked about politics in the library. She. You just flipped me over and starting fucking me. You had no doubt that you could go for as long as it took for me to beg you to stop. -- "After a while I could see that you weren't getting tired and you weren't intending to stop. I didn't believe it, but you kept going like a machine. I realized that something much more important than sex was happening, and then I realized that my view of our relationship was very wrong. -- "All my life I've dreamed of finding my Mr. Right. I'd found him and. Pristine and Lance were in a dark area a ways from the others. ‘Here, I want you to have this.’ Pristine said as she handed him her dagger. ‘I can’t have this Pristine. You must use it to protect yourself.’ Pristine shook her head and insisted, ‘Take it. You’ll need it soon. Trust me.’ ‘Thank-you.’ Lance relented and smiled before kissing her. The flashback ended. ‘Pristine must have known something was going to happen.’ commented Xack. ‘I guess so.’ replied Lance as he stood up. . He didn’t awaken as she went to the bathroom to wash and dress, nor did he stir when she gathered up her purse, called a cab, and left his apartment a short while later.The cabbie smirked at her disheveled appearance, guessing from that and the hour what she’d been up to. She ignored it with a roll of her eyes and directed him to return her to the bar so she could pick up her car. She was glad that she’d decided to go out of town before looking for a loose fling, because she doubted that.