Ich liebte auch dieses Gef?hl, ihr so ausgeliefert zu sein und mir alles gefallen zu lassen und schwelgte in den Phantasien, was sie mit mir anstellen...k?nnte. Sie hatte so etwas Magisches an sich, deutete nur eine Geste an, und in diesem Moment schien sie vollkommen belanglos zu sein, aber noch Tage sp?ter, wenn ich nachts in meinem Bett lag, musste ich daran zur?ck denken, was sie damit gemeint haben k?nnte, was diese Bewegung ?ber sie und mich sagte und was sie an M?glichkeiten und Phantasien. He’d been sheriff for a little more than twenty-one years when he retired.The first time I ever saw a tear in one of his eyes was the day he took me to school in his county-provided patrol vehicle. I proudly introduced him to everyone I saw on the campus as my Dad, and I meant it.Aunt Lea chaperoned a dance once—I was a sophomore in high school—and I made a point of letting everyone know I was asking my Mom to dance with me before I even THOUGHT of asking any of the girls. All the girls and. I took off my housecoat and slid in next to him. “This is cozy,” I said as I put an arm across his chest. “You’re ok with this,” I asked as I began to run my hand over his chest. ‘Hmmmm,” was all he replied. I started to gently run my hand over his chest, stopping and playing with each nipple. He just sighed softly as I continued to caress his chest and abs. Each time I worked my hands a little lower on his body. Reaching his pubes, I slid my hand to the side and over his muscular thighs. Each. “Daughter?” Xera frowned, her pointed ears twitching. “What?”I shivered. “I’m ... pregnant. And I haven’t been with a halfling male,” I quickly added. “I think ... that’s what the plant-elf did to me. Right before she died. She changed me. I’m pregnant, and you’re the father. Or mother or whatever you say in your tongue.”Speaking those words, naming my unborn daughter after my sister, lightened my heart. Fox was gone, but she wasn’t forgotten. She would live on in our daughter’s name and in my.