And ' he trailedoff.I was getting concerned. 'And what' I snapped.Eventually he said 'controlling me.' I knew from the long pause thatSteve had been s...arching for words to explain his feelings and what hadcome out was a very sanitised version of what he had really thought but Iwas too scared to pursue this further.I was thinking of something to say to change the subject when Stevequietly elaborated. 'Occasionally, when I was sat there in the office, Idaydreamed I was dressed as a woman and I. .. I was a bastard and they did not want their children around me. So I grew up alone and outcast from almost everyone.Almost, Megan was the daughter of the castle scholar and a maid. She was a couple of years younger than me and I started to teach her how to use a short sword without anyone knowing. I was almost eighteen when the nomad chieftain came to mother. They wanted trade with her and our kingdom and wanted a surety.They choose me which my mother was not happy about. Her court and my. ‘I ain’t your wife no more, Jimmy!’ she gasped, catching her balance by leaning against the tree, half hiding behind it as if he would throw something at her. He wouldn’t, of course, Jim would never raise a hand to her, not to the mother of his child. ‘I ain’t your wife no more!’ she repeated, trying to make herself believe it. ‘You can’t come t’ mah bed no more! Ah’m marryin’ Lee t’day!’ Jim stood silently, expressionless. She hated that look. What was he thinking behind those cool blue eyes?. Really, I’ve built up this whole thing in my own mind to such epic proportions that I’m imagining the cliche tall, dark stranger taking me. I won’t know his name and wouldn’t even have the time to take in his features. Afterward, I wouldn’t be able to pick him out, say, in a police line-up. What a wild and horny thought.I dance to a particularly smooth and sexy R ’n’ B tune, stretching my arms above my head, feeling so deliciously hazy and in tune with something that suddenly feels so magical.