I was on my way home from school. Id just left a friend, who had to go home because her parents were taking her to a show that night. I didnt want to ...o straight home. I was meeting another friend a special friend who I knew wouldnt be back for another half an hour because she was getting extra maths lessons, so I went into Browns coffee bar. I wanted to sit quietly and look at some schoolwork, but it was busier than usual. I ordered my coffee, paid for it and looked for a spare table. Damn, I. There was something unsettling about the dull cast to Berenor’s pale eyes, like he’d taken too many blows to the head. Surely, the King of Eredor had not always been this way? True, Beshok had never crossed spears with him in person, but Berenor had kept the Gor’dur out of Eredor lands as many times as Beshok had repelled the Mor’elda. Beshok grudgingly admitted he had an ounce of respect for the Mor’elda king.The Morgai – ‘Shaelor,’ Beshok had heard her called – turned her head and winked at. And they were both horny as hell 24/7.The first time they went out together they didn't make it to the restaurant, but ended up naked, tangled in crisp, lilac-colored sheets. Neither of them had planned it, the stars just must have been aligned or something.Even though they had only recently been introduced, right from the start that first night out they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Maybe it was the full moon.She couldn't believe it. They'd been together less than two hours and she. Grant. Tell me all about it." I stood up, joining Ben at his desk. "I plan to try and get close to his wife, Marianne, become best friends and so on. Her husband, if he is true to form will hit on me and I will let him think he will succeed. At my home, I will drug him, and Laura will start her magic on him. In a single weekend, Laura and I, working together, will change him from a robust male to a sniveling female that will seem not a whole lot brighter than he will look. Then, after he is.