We both ordered a glass of wine and sat there chatting like old friends. His name was Mark and he was 66 and was a retired school teacher. He was in g...eat shape and if I hadn't known his age I would have guessed he was at least fifteen years younger. He had a wonder smile, a nice sense of humor and black eyes that sparkled but were over shadowed by his salt and pepper hair. We were almost through with lunch when he popped the question and it was so unexpected that I almost choked."Tell me. "Princess, if he was not a fallen one, how could he even see us?"This question gave Eliza pause, and she looked intently at me for a moment. "He has fallen, he has fallen for me! Mark this one well, he is mine, and mine alone! In regard to your wager, Andreloch, your Champion Zecuruzth did win the contest, so the Iron steed is yours. However, since you already have an Iron for each and every rider, I am taking your Iron for my own use." She snapped her fingers at me, and I tossed her my keys- I. Opening the closet there were suits, shirts and jeans hanging. I picked a couple of things out and said I'd try them on. Great, he said. I'll step out and fix us a couple of drinks. As he stepped out I pulled down my swimsuit. The pants fit good, but the shirts were a bit tight. I went up front to tell him thanks. As we sat he told me his name was Mark. I told him mine. He offered me another drink. Handing it to me, it slipped out of his hand. I was soaked. I'm sorry about that, Mark said. Go. Without waiting for a further comment she said."These seem to be urgent and these seem to be routine." She said as she placed both piles on the desk in front of him.To his surprise she gave a little smile."Please give me a chance Mr. Nash. I was just pissed off at being moved around from job to job." Well if you have spoken to other managers the way you spoke to me then I can see why. Just get it into your head I am not interested in fucking you, or taking you out on a date. All I am interested.