And so, in a little not-so-very-far-off Broadway theatre in Manhattan, this rugged Colorado man and a very different girl than he was used to crossed ...aths. Oddly, or not so oddly, chemistry flowed between us right away. Even as a Dominant, I have a particular attraction to strong men, somewhat older, and especially to the bright and articulate sorts that can spar with me verbally before we ever get to the bedroom power exchange. This new man was that sort and as Timothy walked me home from. ’ ‘Marci says you’re a pretty good poet,’ Sarah said. She sat at the kitchen table and had one leg propped up on her chair with her chin on her knee. ‘My sister, Jenny is a poet,’ Sarah said. ‘You two should hit it off. She arrived from California a little while ago and is taking a nap.’ ‘Jet-lag, I bet,’ I said, then turned to Marci. ‘So where am I staying? I think I’d like to get my stuff put away and freshen up.’ ‘Your room is on the third floor next to the bathroom. You’ll have a great view. The trolls now had their weapons in view in the front of the wagon and wolves kept making brief appearances at dawn and dusk. Then there was the small problem of his dragon and her appetite.She loved the smell of apple blossoms. She ate the entire tree, trunk and all. At least the tree was in the back of the orchid although it was obvious that these groves were tended. One farmer against an armed band was not much of a threat but Pardin had principles about stealing from others. Eating. Nabil led them through his kitchen on the way to the living room. The kitchen table was piled high with medical books, several of them open."Melinda?" called a voice from the living room. Thule was just entering the living room as the woman he presumed was the princess rose from the couch and wrapped Melinda in a fierce hug.Melinda hugged her back, "Princess Quy. It's good to see you again." Oh, my God," said Quy. "Don't you dare 'princess' me. How have you been? I haven't seen you in..." Seven.