I do not know any names, “she stammered, a flush of embarrassment on her face. “Lillian is clearly enamored of you and I can see that more than on... of my soldiers have developed an interest in you.”That one shocked me, given only a month or two had passed since the incident that killed two of their fellow soldiers. I had noticed that the tension that existed between me and the Vishant soldiers had slowly dissipated over that time, but I never thought that any would have felt about me in that. It started as a once a week thing, then a couple of times a week and finally, almost every night. They sat and talked about the job, told jokes, danced to the jukebox and had a good time. By the end of the third month Doreen was accepted as one of the group - not that she had not been accepted before, but now she was one of 'them'. Before, the off color jokes were not told when she was around, the men did not flirt with her, and there was none of the good natured 'toucy-feely' on the dance. That being said, to know more about his opponent, Zax use his Soul Sense to inspect him, however, when his Soul Sense expended and he tried to probe the individual, an exceptionally handsome looking white man with piercing eyes and pitch black hair, the man's Soul Sense was like impenetrable wall, preventing Zax's from even perceiving his existence.'Is he really just measuring me, or does he have some sort of enmity related to me?' Zax could not tell from the man's attitude why did he single. The dancing man could not stand it anymore. He reached between them, between her thighs and pulled her sheer panty to the side. He bent slightly to get a better angle. She spread her legs. He slipped inside her sopping wet, burning hot orifice, as he stood up. They both moaned this time. Even partially embedded in her as he was, it was still not enough for either of them. The watcher came in close and knelt to capture the moment of insertion.When they stopped dancing, a question in their eyes,.