Hair, straight and blondeAs poured honey,Framing the beautyOf her face.Her sparkling eyesOverflowingAnd effervescentAs golden wine.It is her innocence...no lessThan her lovelinessThat makes meHard with desire,With the need to becomeOne with her,Inside her.2In profile, in the limelight,She stands against a blue, mottled background,Wearing a blue jacket with a satin collarSlid down over her biceps to hangFrom her forearms, down her arched back,Head back, face horizontal, swirling hair,Her right. I am aware why you said what you said, and I am rather flattered.”I could see Mimi was lost as to the subtext of the conversation between Victoria and me, as could Victoria, who moved the conversation onto a less dangerous path.“Why are you visiting Paris, Mimi?”“Our son, Jean-Woodrow, is taking the entrance examination to the Sorbonne, and we are going there to give him moral support.”“The Sorbonne? My son Carl wanted to attend that university but had to follow custom and practice and instead. The size of things she can turn into is limited though yet very interesting indeed, for example she could turn into one of those herculean air craft carriers but would only be able to carry one vehicle whether that be a tank a bus a van 4 motorcycles etc. etc. if you get my drift. She is amazing one of my priceless companions. she does have a weakness won’t kill her but will incapacitate her where she won’t be able to move but still speak kinda like being temporarily paralyzed from the neck. I’ll be right with you…”The enchanter whistled a few notes. And again, the same melody.A soft, muffled growling sound came out of the narrow den.Miara instantly grew numb, and her eyes widened. What the fuck was that? She could hardly bring herself to turn her head.A pale white, seemingly amorphous creature slithered into the room. The animated blob was about the size of a goat, and when it reached the stew filled trough it suddenly extended a ribbed, tube-shaped part of its body, and a.