It can taste her flurry of thoughts. Death is versed in both anger and relief, joy and fear. Does not discriminate against skin color or religion. Is ...he other side of the coin; yang to life’s yin.She can feel it staring right through skin and bone to her beating heart. She sighs. She doesn’t even have a pet to say goodbye to. Her family is gone and she hasn’t had sex in almost a year. She washed her friends of responsibility. Worked her usual shift until yesterday when the hospital put her on. They could only shoot at the place where they remembered a flare from my muzzle blast, and, believe me, that was not a reliable aiming point.Another advantage I had was that I did not have to kill my victim. A severe wound would accomplish what I needed. I wanted to thin out the number of potential fighters, and I wanted to slow down their progress through the pass. A badly wounded man would accomplish both things better than a dead man, provided the bandits took their wounded with them. I was. Took a swing at me, and I had to put him down, and after that...”Again I see the arrogance, the feeling in him that he is always right and any other person is always wrong. And I see something else I don’t like more in how he looks at Linda and how he behaves with her. It is his desire to have sex with her that governs his actions, he doesn’t treat her with the respect that should be given to any woman and especially not the respect he should give to one who will speak for him in court.“All. And that's how I met my friend Veronica. Big goofy, insecure, often quitedepressed "Big Ronni", the name she had been given in our group todistinguish her from yours truly. She turned out to be every bit as needyas my presentiments had warned, but with a whole bunch of us sharing theload it's not so bad.And plus Ronni gives as much back as she takes. She is a sweetheart.Still pretty much a recluse in real life, she took to the onlinetransgender community like a duck to water, despite not being.