Clara had changed to jeans and tank top, a top which accentuated her wide shoulders, her lovely skin and her still high, firm breasts. Deb meanwhile h...d on a light summer dress in a bright flower pattern, a dress that seemed to dance over her body as she moved, her braless orbs exposed by the décolleté cut. And finally Angie, who wore a simple white, hippie style skirt topped by an ornate two button blue vest that left her navel and breast tops bare.At first, as we ate, the conversation was. But I also know that you’re one of the kindest, sweetest, most devout people I know. If someone really has a problem with you because of your accent, then that’s their issue. I think you deserve whatever happiness you can find, and I hope it keeps you from losing yourself too much to the Chantry. Does he make you happy?”Her answering smile was radiant, but also mischievous. “I’ll tell you one thing. He’s a sinfully good kisser.”I snickered, and we spent the next couple of hours in girly. Well I guess if you’re positive, opportunity does strike lady luck does shower favors! We had a lot of common friends and acquaintances and one evening for my luck, she happened to be hanging out with my friend. I quickly rushed over and well the rest as they say is history and we had coffee,I ensured that she knew I had broken up and was available and the whole time made sure she knew I was interested in her. She got the cues. I got her number called her the same night, we chatted, got. "I understand your anger. We came to you, seeking help. I admit that we needed and wanted your help. Now, all is lost," Morning Star said with a sigh that seemed to echo forever."Well, that's what happens when you change sides, mid-battle. Things go to hell, no pun intended," I said sarcastically.I was astonished at myself. Was that me talking like that? I would have at least kept a civil tongue in my head before, but now? Was the power of chaos really affecting me? I reached out, and stroked.