" I meshed with her mind, and heard the other side of the conversation.One of the T'aut asked, "What is an emperor? Is he very strong?" Yes, he is ver... strong. He is this way, because each of us helped him do what needs to be done. Isn't it the same when a leader in your village tells you, that it is time to plant, or get your weapons ready, because others will be attacking?" That is good. Our leaders did not do things right, and hide when the fighting started. How do we know he will fight for. . Why? It seems like ages ago now but on the other hand feels like only yesterday. I tasked my little girl with telling both of our sides in this short story and im proud to share it with all interested perverts out there.~Written by Shy~He found her in a dream. A girl with pale skin.Long chocolate brown hair. Brown, hazel, glowing eyes... A damn fuckable smile. He could see her so clearly. He thought it must be a cruel joke when he saw her spitting image on his computer screen. A profile.... To my surprise, these young ladies, who seemed so dispassionate on the outside, seethed with emotion as potent as that felt by any of us. Their training and conditioning, however, had blocked those emotions, for the most part, from their features and their speech. It was only rarely that they could bring themselves to display any feeling. Far from being put off by the fact that I now knew this about them, they seemed relieved to have someone with whom they could share.One other thing that. .. am," she tried to say again."I didn't hear you correctly," I said as I tickled her even harder."Okay!... you are... the... best... brother." And who's going to be a good girl and give me some privacy tonight?" I... am. I'll leave... you two... alone." That's better." I said. "You are a good sister after all." I stopped tickling her and she was breathing heavily and almost crying she had been laughing so hard."That was cruel, Jeffrey." I know, but you love me anyway," I said and gave her a.