.. ?" Can you what, Wayne?"Cathy's brother had insisted to her that men were turned off by aggressive women. She wanted to kiss Wayne in the worst way... He was so tall and handsome and good-looking.He would do just as well as her brother, although Cathy wasn't sure she wanted to give up the idea of doing it with her brother.Right now, her body was squirming on the couch. She felt the heat from Wayne's body, and his breath was puffing hotly on her face, which only turned her on more.She bit her. Shackled as his is, he cannot maintaina strong gait but must shuffle his way, yet he holds his head high and hisgaze unwavering. He has petitioned for the audience to acknowledge his better,yet still holds himself equal to the Ruler before him. As he draws near, the Ruler's hands lift up and the head shakes and haircascades loose, for this Ruler is no man, but a powerful Queen. Awe fills theheart of this beaten soldier, for she is beauty and she is power, as no Kingcould ever have been. It was. There's an Indian saying to the effect, 'To understand a man, you must walk a mile in his moccasins.' Well, I think I know what it's like to struggle and scrimp. I appreciate people who have to work hard to earn a living. I really appreciated what he said about Bill and me and only hope he's not exaggerating too much." She smiled and was rewarded with another burst of applause. "Are there any more questions before we have the beer? I'm planning on staying, by the way. It's a condition of my. I’ll be twenty one soon.” And she smiled an action that lit up her beautiful face and had Jack suddenly weak in the saddle.“You like horses, don’t you?”“Ever since my father first sat me on one, m’—er -Rebecca,” Jack said, surprised that his social upbringing made it difficult not to add the respectful 'm’lady'.“Yes, it’s Rebecca. This whole social thing sickens me.”Jack was taken aback by this. Just how different was this young lady? “I’ve always thought upper folk were content.”“I hate it..