We both have a smile on our face when we look into each other's eyes and it seems the world for a moment just exists for the two of us and that everyt...ing around us faded into nothingness. I lean over and kiss with closed eyes, on your red painted lips and feel how soft they are. I touch your hand, your fingers are warm while they caressing my cheek tenderly. Our kiss ends when I, stand upright, and stroke my fingers through your short hair and caresses the edge of your ears. Your hair is still. He took off his coat and dropped it limply on the floor. As hedropped it, he looked at his hand. It had never been incredibly hairybut now it was completely hairless. ?What?s going on?? he asked weakly.?You should be happy, you are going to enjoy yourself..? Jordan?s smilegrew. ?What?!? Ralph demanded an answer to the cryptic statement.That?s when it started hitting him. Ralph felt a throb throughout hiswhole body it was surprisingly pleasurable. After a few of thesethrobs, he noticed his. That thing ran and bucked and twisted and pulled. There was no controlling it and certainly no getting close to it. As it jerked me off my feet and started dragging me across the ground, it occurred to me that having a deer on a rope was not nearly as good an idea as I had originally imagined.The only up side is that they do not have as much stamina as many other animals.A brief 10 minutes later, it was tired and not nearly as quick to jerk me off my feet and drag me when I managed to get up.. Tell me, friend,” the portly innkeeper whispered as he leaned closer. “Do the Beringardian women still favour the same fashions?”“Aye,” Smythe replied with a wink. “They seem to grow more daring by the day, in fact.” Aran made a mental note to ask Smythe about Beringard later; the big Paladin had never mentioned the place before. Aran knew it was a provincial city in the north west of Ekistair, but he knew little of their customs.Ari’s eyes bugged, and he chortled softly. “I don’t see how.