It was a symbolic gesture. She wanted to show Maverick that she cared for her and respected her secret."You really are a cute boy," she smiled sweetly...and took her by the hand. Maverick did, too. He'd lived like a boy since he was very young and had always had short hair. He hated her female body and even had the doctor put him on hormones, and even had a little stubble on his face."Come on. I've run a hot bath and arranged separate sleeping quarters for you. I got my dad to let you sleep in. "He did some things for me and I donated to the cause." I could see Nat's eyes dancing and a smile on his face.Nat asked "And did your wife have some work for him as well?" as he chuckled, knowing that he knew the whole story. He continued, "I think Ole bro did some special favors for the missus, didn't he?" OK Nat, yes bro slept with my wife and she liked it so much she wants Santa to bring her a helper, and she specifically wants a black helper, for Christmas. I need someone for Christmas. The car was still there, meaning Barb likely hadn't left for Sung's place ... Dammit to Hell (sorry, had to get that out... )I was taking a LONG SHOWER ... so in doing that, I took a load off, and daydreamed a little. With the water hitting my face, I reviewed my incredible group of girls ... Bev was a simple, sweet girl, who was learning to enjoy and crave intimacy and sex (I did laugh, when thinking back to her bratty, loud, over-the-top pre-teen days). She was the perfect student for Barb,. ..what was left of it. All that remained of the priestess' lovely face was her right eye and brow, the swipe that had taken the rest of it away had torn all the way down to her waist. Her armor was in tatters and the parts of her that had remained in contact with the ground were stained in blood.Alexander reeled in shock and looked around again, calling out to his companions, "Yumi!? Xavier!? Helena!?!" But there were no replies, as he looked he recognized pieces of his friends scattered around.