I took away your instinct to breed, but not your instinct to love. The corruption isn’t a curse; it’s god insulting me for my hubris.” “Don’... say that, Mother,” Rose sobbed, “it’s not your fault.”“Rose,” I said to the nymph, “I’m going to get Prestira and bring her here. She’s the best telepath in the world; she’ll be able to help us. Just sit tight.”PRESTIRA"Is he still there?" I asked Patricia. Patricia narrowed her eyes at the distant ridgeline. “Yeah, just the one. It’s a ranger no doubt.”. My fear must have shown on my face because Ed spoke very soothingly and told me not to be afraid that woman who are as beautiful as me with a body like mine really know how to please men. I thought, wow I’m really wanted! And yet I was scared I didn’t know what was going to happen to me. I wanted him to keep touching me and I wanted him to stop. I felt Rick softly hold my arms at my side while Ed mesmerized me with his stroking of my breast. Every now and then he would rub his thumb across. ” That’s because I’ve been saddled with one of those eastern European names with eleven consonants (two z’s) and only 4 vowels. I can’t shorten it, let’s face it, what can one do with “Grzb?” I am the first to recognize and admit that I am an old geezer. After all, I am in my late 60’s, grey hair except for the huge bald spot that runs from my forehead all the way to the back of my skull, overweight by about 25-30 pounds (thank God I’m very tall or I’d have a huge gut like some of my friends).. These were women of all races, most of whom were in their 30s and 40s, and dressed in elegant and sexy cocktail dresses. If you’ve never seen a 350-pound woman glide across a hotel ballroom floor in heels, you need to; it’s somehow the most graceful thing in the world.I stood there gawking and gawping for a few minutes, then felt a hand on my shoulder and on the small of my back. They belonged to Janet, a Latina woman around age 42 who was nearly spherical. She introduced herself.