What’s that all about?” he asked.“I just love to write, I know I have a novel in here somewhere,” she tapped her head.“You are a romantic wh... runs a library full of reference books. Why not write a Historical Romance?” Jake asked.“A what?”Jake explained the concept and Miss Doane listened in rapt attention. It was exactly the kick-off impetus she needed. The career of the successful and prolific ‘Rebecca Doone’, undisputed queen of the Bodice Ripper genre was off and running, even though they. First, very few of the strippers around there strip completely nude; most all leave their panties on. Second, pretty much all the strippers have a no touch rule. "No touch! You mean they don't allow any touching at all?" I asked in a rather astonished voice. "Nope! Sorry. We didn't think to tell you," Robert said with a chuckle. Mike spoke up, "But you didn't seem to mind the touching?" "Nooo," I said with a cheesy smile. "No I didn't. The touching seemed right to me," I replied while. Where am I?”You thought in complete shock.“I did it!” The dark elf girl yells. Her eyes fading from the similar blue glow of magic. To a bright golden yellow, like a cat.“I actually did it! Cecilia will never believe this.” She stampers on. Before catching herself, she catches your eyesight, coughing as if to collect herself.“Hello...Um it’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Noire... and what might be yours? May I ask?”She states her presences to you with confidence and the curiosity to know. “Mary, heel!” I said, pulling from my supply of the commands Mary had taught me over the years.We went inside. Mary didn’t try to stand. She just crawled beside and slightly behind me as she’d taught me to do with her. She did one thing I was NEVER allowed to do though and I didn’t take issue with it. I probably should have. She kept her toes off the ground, probably to save her expensive looking shoes. I knew from experience that crawling like that was harder than allowing your feet to touch.