She got up from her tall backrest chair and proceeded to stand beside Zetsa. "If you understand, than it is good enough to settle this issue here". Wi...h one hand one Zax's shoulder and the other on Zetsa's, Don was slightly taller than the two and gave the impression of a mother placating her children."Zetsa?" Don asked for her response."I said ... all I had to say". The tears stopped falling and Zetsa wiped the two salty trails from her cheeks. Her hand reached for Zax's and she made him turn. I never thought of us as being lonely, or stand offish, or whatever. We didn't see people much, and when we did there wasn't much to talk about. I found out later that lots of people thought we were shy or something. Like the time in my senior year when my friend Bobby told me I should ask Melissa to the Harvest Dance. It was early September, and the weather was about as perfect as it can get in Montana. I'd never been on a date or anything, but I was interested in Melissa. So I went up to her. He lifted me up and off my feet, effortlessly. The iron vice of his grip squeezed tight and his cold eyes flashed as he looked into mine. He snarled, softly, then spoke and shook me with every word for emphasis. “Don’t. Poke. The. Bear. Lassie.” He dropped me and I hit the ground hard. I gasped for air, my eyes hooded. The Lightbringer shook his head slowly. “Our finances are in arrears. But fortunately, souls delivered directly should last a great deal longer than those delivered via. This was the first time I’d seen it of course, and to be honest… I didn’t have a lot of erect penises to compare it with.Nick may have been good looking, but he was stupid as fuck. A stupid trophy husband...and I hated him for trying to be my "friend"... Now I began to wonder if he hadn't been trying to warm up to me because he wanted to fuck. I walked straight to the kitchen and took a bottle beer out of the fridge... something I did whenever I came over and my mom wasn't home. I drank and.