He looked at me for a second, and then the greatest thing happened, he kissed me. I was in seventh heaven, the man of my dreams was kissing me, but ju...t as easily it began, it was over. He pulled away, embarrassed. “I am so sorry” he said. I could see the sincerity in his eyes, he truly did not want rejection, and neither did I.I stated back, dumbfounded, “Don't be, it was great.” I was trying my hardest to saver his taste in my mouth.“ You are gay” He asked.“I think so” I said back“Wow, I. I can only afford the cheap shit. Its tastes bad but abeers a beer.We drink and drink. What a time, great stories and that was some gameon TV. Yea I know, sorry you couldn't come to my place last week andwatch the game but we'll start up again soon.One of the guys asked me if I was pussy whipped yet."Fuck you Asshole!" I tell him. "Nobody pussy whips me"With that I remember the fucking time, Shit I have to get out of here.The kid needs his fucking medicine. Fuck, I hate this.As I leave the. I’ve got plans and I know that you do, too. You’re the Archon, I get that, but my plans will help both of us. So, here’s the deal. I’m going to grab my folks and take them off Earth, leaving the rest of you guys behind to do your thing.“Let’s be frank here. Your people and mine don’t see eye to eye. They see the world in almost polar opposite ways. To you, I’m evil and so are they. Vice versa for us. You’re a mortal man endowed with superhuman power by theurgy or magic created by your ancestors. “Things can be better. It’s up to you. Don’t give up because he doesn’t magically change the first time you try, or the second, or the tenth. Keep trying and things will change.”She snorted and stood herself up.“Mira! If you want things to change...”“Yeah! I know. But it stinks. And you really are a mental case. I don’t know anyone who’d try to pull that shit with the two of us.”“You can call me Little Miss Hand Grenade.”“Wha... ?”“I’m Little Miss Hand Grenade. Drop me down in the middle of.