.." I began. She took a step back, pulled the hem of her dress upto her narrow waist, and pealed her skimpy black panties down herstockinged legs bef...re stepping out of them.She stood and stuffed the panties into my shirt pocket where they hungout like a flag."You get to keep my panties, a little trophy to remember me by. Callthem the spoils of conquest."Her body was amazing. Not the trim athletic body of a gym-going modernwoman, but a page right out of a 1950s pin-up calendar. Her. I got up and walked into the bedroom and removed my clothes. I staredinto the mirror, looking back at me was a slightly balding, clean-shavenface. A face that is described as 'fine featured', what ever that means?All I know is that this face had gotten me in trouble all my life.At school I was the wimpy one, the one boys loved to beat up and girlsmake fun of. School was not a happy time for me. I only just scrappedthrough my exams and, as such, only managed to get a mundane office job.Not for. He was standing by the sinks and looking at me by way of the mirror over the sinks which faced the shower. He caught me looking at him through the doorway to the shower stalls and he smiled. I smiled back. He kept looking. I decided to go for it. I puckered my lips and blew him a kiss. That did it. He came over and standing outside the shower in his shirt, shoes and shorts and we kissed. I asked him if he wanted to join me in the shower and next thing I know he was naked in the shower. Both had a composed countenance, but their every move was calculated to the slightest of motions and its effect on the battlefield. Now that Zax was entrapped, obtaining the dark attribute’s essence became a secondary concern to preventing one of the other Martial Mortals from snatching it.Hereb Lish, Gong Vreil and Lurvar were contemplating on the sidelines. They were cautious, but not afraid of Zax. The reason they withheld their involvement in the one sided brawl was the fear of being caught.