Once everyone left, and they were alone, Brian spoke. I thought you werent going to come back. Brian joked. Im sorry, I was busy the last few nights. ...eplied Jordan in a shy manner. Oh I see, getting fucked by another boy eh? WHAT! NO! Jordan replied frantically, scared that Brian may have been serious. Woah, chill little man haha. I was joking. Get your sexy self here right now! And with that, Jordan obeyed and walked right next to Brian. Brian grabbed Jordans arm. Have you been with a boy. She couldn't remain as a human, could she? How was I going to explain a naked woman acting like a cat?And where was Demie? She had been gone for the better part of a week, part of the reason Kate's spells had started failing, requiring her to magic me up a replacement lover.---Demie was, in actuality, out of town. She stepped off her bus and scanned the street numbers, ignoring how the passersby stared at her.Demie was still wearing her preferred clothing of 60's hip jeans and a tight leather. “You are sorry for what, Mr. Fivcheer?”“The Puup, Captain Brathering, Ma’am”“What about him?”“He and a group of his crew left the Uhuin underwater and it appears they are the cause for the mayhem. The Puup are declared enemies of the Trontigmakader. The Puup’s ship is a Kermac T cruiser and in terms of Psionics well shielded.”He got my attention, but I still didn’t see what he was trying to tell me.”This is a fact I have not considered either, but what does this have to do with all of. I have a few in the works now, and I promise to post them as soon as possible. Please enjoy! I may have a betrothed, but that does not stop me from wanting freedom . . . There is very little that can compare to the crowds during Carnivale season on Sin Street. Shrouded in a bedazzled mask of scarlet and black, I delicately thread my way through the drunken revelers. My two bodyguards brace the path in front of me, insurances from my betrothed that my virtue remain reputably intact. In other.