The paladin had a firm sense of justice and true belief in the power of the Light, and she wasn’t one to stand idly by and let injustice go unpunish...d. She wielded her blessed mace to devastating effect, having felled more than her fair share of undead and Horde scum with it, and she hardly ever had any need of the shield strapped to her back. Sashia had earned her fame in the Arathi Basin when she had single-handedly turned the tide of a losing battle and helped the Alliance forces claim. It was still there. In one long drink he downed the other cup and looked harder. Yes, it was still there. A flying saucer. Well, no, it wasn't flying. It was resting on the sand but it looked like the pictures of flying saucers he had seen. About forty feet across, the center a raised dome. But that wasn't all. Coming towards him, hand raised, was a man - or something like a man. He as about six feet tall and had two legs and two arms that looked a lot like those of anyone else, but he was a. .never mind!” He looked ashamed, and tucked his cock away. A really nice long cock. Mmmm!I walked over to him and turned around to show my finely shaped leather ass for him. I had no heels on either, just my black opaque catsuit. My dark pink nail polish on my toes shone through the black opaque fabric. “What do you think? Does it fit?”He was almost drooling on himself, and stared.“I’ll take that as a compliment!”He shook his head and snapped out of the stare. “I’m sorry...I can't stop staring!. Weepy women, that’s just what Pete needed, but he hugged her to him and asked, “What’s this all about?”“I’m becoming La Belle Dame sans Merci! I’ve been using you, and it’s not fair.” Robyn wailed, “I want to go so bad, and I can’t without a Hero. I should have been born with a dick, and now I’ve ruined it all.” She buried her face in Pete’s neck, miserable.Pete patted, then rubbed her back. “Go where? Why do you need a hero? I’m totally confused here.”“Not hero. Hero!“ stated Miriam firmly..