"And looted my first treasure chest. I gotanecklace of plus one to protection. Here, put it on. There you go. Itlooks pretty on you. Hahaha. You have ...o wear dresses now... andskirts. I get to wear ranger armor. You can hold my bow for a minute ifyou'd like."He handed me my old bow. It was too heavy and bulky for someone mysize. I nearly dropped it but he caught it and laughed as he slung itover his shoulder in its harness.He took hold of my hands and lifted them up a bit and cocked his. He really liked her but the gap in their ages was a problem for him. A friend was the deal. Oh well, that would be lovely. You can never have too many friends. A couple of months had passed since then and now here she was waiting for him as arranged. Zoë looked up and there he was. They greeted each other with a kiss and hug, then set off down the road to a pub. James was looking good in blue jeans and a sweatshirt. It looked like he had lost a little weight and looked better for it. Zoë liked. It was a grand night, but, I’m here now with you. Though I sometimes like a hard body of a man either on or under me, I still like the softness of a woman, to mould and squeeze in my hand. To kiss and smell and even taste the essence of woman such as you.’ I closed my eyes to his smooth talk and even smoother hands as they slowly wandered over my naked body. I gave myself up to the pleasure he was bringing to me in both mind and body, waiting for the soft penis against my thigh to harden up. Iplanned just to knee whatever jerk did right in those self-same nads andrun like hell.Which brings up something else- how completely weak and helpless I felt.I felt reduced, diminished. I had become this tiny, petite thing,although I looked like a little toughie in my baggy slacks and myshaggy, boyish hair. I hadn't been the biggest, strongest guy ever, butI had known how to handle myself. Now everything had been reset almostto zero. Little skater shits I'd never have thought twice about.