No reply.I got up and pulled the blinds down, darkening the room.Then I put on a light winter coat and boots.The January thaw was well upon us, and th... sidewalks werebare, the snow banks shrinking rapidly. The sun wasshining, the air moist and fresh.I walked downtown and began perusing the shops, on the huntfor a special new dress to wear for the coming evening, andalthough money was still pretty tight, I felt in the moodfor a well-controlled splurge.My first stop was Wildflowers, a favorite. It was when worship-in-person started to happen again in the 2010s that I was able to see stocking-tops again. All the goddesses I worshipped in person – 3 main ones and two who accompanied a main Goddess – only let me see them fully dressed, which they knew was all I needed. They wore nice revealing outfits, short skirts and tight, skimpy tops, so I certainly was seeing all I needed, and was soon experiencing waves of perv ecstasy and warm wetness spreading into my underpants and soaking into. This caused the shaft to break near the point, and Flaming Arrow was left holding a useless piece of wood.The momentum of the running horse carried the Indian past Fire Bringer, and the warrior was dumbfounded that Fire Bringer had not moved. Enraged, the Indian threw his broken shaft at Fire Bringer before drawing his war club. Fire Bringer waited until the horse had gained some speed before raising his hand and pointing at the Indian. The gesture was unnecessary, but he wanted to make a point. Yes, he spent the night here. Of coursemostly in my bed, once we got here! No, he didn't get to use his thingon me, not even once, that's not what I want him for, this particularman. And I doubt he ever will, though he surely doesn't know that, notyet anyhow. It's only average size, anyhow, so no great loss. Right nowhe's probably living on hope, though I've started him on hormones, so hishope will be springing eternal from you know where before long, so Iespecially don't want to give him.