He was getting angry, and, to his surprise, it was not only at the men who had so mistreated the woman he always yearned for, but also at the very wom...n for whom he had always yearned. What kind of woman gives up a man who loved her so deeply he would lay down life and limb for her? What kind of woman chooses men who bring to her life nothing more than heartache and sorrow, anger and cruelty, in lieu of a man who wanted nothing more than to give her everything she ever hoped for? What kind of. " She twisted her hands together in front of her and bowed her head.With a sigh, Minara walked further into the room, around the bed and faced the nervous maid. "Feleina?" Well m'lady, I have just taken over from Iomyce and when I got close to him I had an overwhelming compulsion to touch him. I ... I only touched his cheek, My Lady, I'm sorry." Do you still have that compulsion?"Feleina nodded. "Yes, My Lady, something is affecting me when I get close."Minara looked down at the sleeping human.. Kind of best buds I guess. We always talked about getting married, having a family and a farm of our own. When we were older, we had sex, and she felt good. I still remember how we went down to the holler and swam in the pond naked. Then there were the times in the barn on top the hay bales. She was quite the filly. I really never pictured life without her. I didn’t go to college because I was going to help Dad and Mom with the family farm. My brother and sister went and furthered their. After that incident they met for a quick lunch and became quick friends... and more! Christi told her new friend of her loneliness while sharing a bottle of red wine that same night- her husband left her a few months ago. While Carol opened up and told of her loveless marriage, one thing led to another, and Carol had kissed the Christi's lips, softly and lingering. Christi began to cry, wrapped her arms around her new friend to thank her for being there, then she promptly left. The next day.