She smiled as she looked up and caught me looking down her blouse."Fred, why don't you sit here by me so we can discuss this without a coffee table be...ween us."I got up and sat down beside her. She leaned into me and said, "Isn't that much better." It was. I took in her smell. She had that smell that a woman gets. I smelled perfume but I also smelled warmth, comfort, and something else. I could feel her leg and arm on my side and I was intoxicated with her nearness and what I hoped was about to. A fresh reminder of your victory in Baltimore!” Mayor Lansing inquired of me while Sarah Whitman kept her eyes glaring at us ... but which of us?“Oh, those bitches ... yeah, don’t lift a finger for them. They are just as evil in their own way as the Nazis ... if anything, they are even dumber to die for their insane ideology. And make no mistake. Die they will. We don’t want to risk valuable blood and treasure to save the likes of them. Heaven has no mandate for me to save them, but to aid and. I was born September 4th 2019. My parents were extremely liberal. They were really involved with the LGBTQ. And they hated Trump. They believed that there was no such thing as gender. I was born Asher Johnson. Yes I was born a male. It was around my 4th birthday when all of my c***dhood friends were girls, it was just our neighborhood. So obviously if I wanted to play I had to play what they did. My parents assumed I was supposed to be a girl and legally changed my name to Luna. They threw all. Nate just smiled back at her, "Amanda my dear are you a screamer in the sack?" Before Amanda could answer the question Steph quickly answered, "Ah Nate my dear brother don't tell me you are intrigued with our now blushing host?" Steph could tell Amanda was trying to hide the fact that she was blushing. "Anyways where was I with my story?" Nate looked around at both obviously lost in his train of thought. Steph was replaying the memories of past events she could feel herself becoming hot.