You could tell he worked out by his chiseled physique which showed off his six pack beneath his tight-fitting muscle shirt. He had short sandy brown h...ir and a trimmed short mustache and beard. I got a glimpse of his eyes, and they were a steel grey blueish color.He was wearing sandals and a pair of loose-fitting gym shorts. His leg muscles bulged and flexed with every step the man took. The man turned towards me, and I got a full shot of his face. He must have just flown down from Mount. Your father would be more interested that his little princess isn’t that sweet. Does he even know that you’re not a virgin anymore?” “You better not tell him!" I see you and your boyfriend fucking all the time on the couch. You’re a bit of a slut yourself, Missy. I have even seen you fucking another boy. What would Eric think about that?" “If you tell Eric about the other boy, he’ll break up with me. Please don’t tell either of them nothing.” “I do hope you and Eric and that other boy are. We all agreed to rest inside the shrine; it had a locking door, and was relatively clean of the taint that infected the rest of the Deep Roads. Sereda spent most of the time reading inscriptions on statues, and memorising details of the shrine to share with Kardol and, eventually, the Shaperate. She was enraged to learn that the Legion had been considered equivalent to a noble house, and that fact seemed to have been conveniently left out of the Memories. I didn't envy the Shaper who would have. She stood and left the room. I sat on my bed. All I pictured was her face, her sadness, and I also pictured her body and how it made me feel. I was slightly intrigued as well as a little aroused by her features. “God, Melissa…if you only knew…if only you felt me” I said to the air. She went out, around 7 that night, and I played the piano. I always love playing it on rainy nights. It’s romantic and soothes me a lot. It was almost eleven when I went to bed. I lay quietly listening to the sounds.