‘Good morning baby.’ Her voice was so sweet and tender and her eyes seemed to have developed a richer, deeper shade of blue overnight, her hands s...ill held high above her head as she wrapped a towel around it stretching her body upwards, making her look like the muse that must have inspired the early Greek and Italian masters. When she reached his bedside she leaned into him easily – her perfect tits hanging firmly from her chest, her nipples red and perky – and planted a kiss on his lips as. She can help you."I frowned. "Why not Raven? Couldn't she help?"Jordan smiled. "Maybe, but she looks for men to seduce. She goes to places with more men. You need a club with more women in it."I arched an eyebrow. "You said you used to go there all the time. Were you looking for women?"Jordan's smile grew a little. "Talk to Lady Brighid. She'll know what you need."I frowned at that. "How? I don't know her. How will she know what I need?"Jordan reached out from under her blankets again to touch. It felt so good, and Iwas starting to get erect. They filled out one final bit, and then,slowly, she unexpectedly stopped."All done." Wait, all done?" All done."I sat up straight and pulled the sheet over me. "My voice." I hadn'ttalked yet. I was caught off guard by the result. The pitch was higher,but I sounded like a boy. "I don't sound like a woman, Luck." You don't know how to talk like a woman yet." I thought I would, though." It will take time. There is a lot you will need to learn. We. . with no closure or anything of the sort. I just ... want to heal the breach. I want a truce, mate. You’ve been salty at me for four years now. It’s time to heal, isn’t it?” my former mate, Dafyd, announced himself.“Well, you certainly have brass bollocks, don’t you? I’ll grant you that much. You come here to the States, stalk me, track me down to this flat, and then presume to be entitled to some kind of absolution without any real contrition or penance. It’s quite impressive, actually, how.