We spent about three weeks chatting, texting and mild sexting. Early on we exchanged face photos and I was immediately entranced. Such a pretty face w...th what seemed to be a semi-permanent blush. The redness of her cheeks made the light red tint of her hair and eyebrows stand out even more.Now, I had not met her yet and hadn’t started with the texting of body parts, but her face pic made me hard every time I looked at it. I was smitten. I later learned that she had a similar reaction to my. Oh Well, that’s all you can say. The anger I talked about a moment ago is only one type of anger I feel. I get pissed when store clerks hurry up and end a conversation because they think I’m retarded when my Aphasia acts up. What’s funny is at the rate it’s going in a year or three unless something happens they won’t be wrong.Then there’s the slow burn anger that I feel at my body for betraying me that sometimes flares into a rage when I can’t remember a word or think of how to form a logical. ." She giggled. "...Now baby, slow down and come back up here to Momma so I can give you more of your medicine. Oh... yes! That's a good little boy.... Take this little bit of heaven all the way in... Oh yeah! Snort it deep... Now more for me... Ohhhhh fuck, yes..... Doesn't that feel good baby? Hmm? Don't you feel great? You flyin' dollface? Don't you want to make me feel good other places, sugar?" Cooing in his ear while opening his fly she would snake her hand into his pants, stroking his. ” “I hope that’s soon,” I whispered as Mistress stepped away from the bar, “because she’s dangerous, Angela; really dangerous. We’re in a city of stone, and she’s the Earth Former.” “I understand that,” Angela said, looking nervously at the approaching god. “I was planning on booking it the moment I got my chance, but I’ll stick around and see what I can do.” “Thank you,” I whispered, genuinely grateful, feeling hope for the first time since I’d left Tentigo. Angela gave me a subtle nod, and.