That's what you wantisn't it dear?" while offering me a cynical smile.I never answered, just hung my head in shame, knowing how I wanted toplay with C...ndy, yet I'm meant to be a boy!!! Not wanting to play withgirl things.My mine was in a turmoil not knowing what I am any more. Not even beingaddressed by my name only Sissy, dear or darling who loves pretty girlythings. Tears just suddenly began flowing from my eyes as I fell to thefloor crying uncontrollable. I could feel this Witch standing. Kind and gentle is Your spirit,For You are prettier than the angels of Morrowind.Have you witnessed the flight of the Great Phoenix?It’s flaming tail leaving a buffet of radiant colors.Its wings shadowing the ground with spectacular ambiance.But even that is incomparable to the Goddess of Femininity.Her curves are more splendid than the hills of Karshonia,And Her face more stunning than the Golden Towers of Selah.My virtuous patience comforts Her in the day.My unequalled passion for Her. . like I said, an easy piece of work for a village boy who had never visited a real town.““Stian, we know that it has been a long time since any of us visited any town but we Alfar have a long memory - and certain things stay in our minds probably forever. As far as we know, towns and cities are more or less the same in all worlds, there are good areas and not so good areas. Places to go and places to avoid. Some of us even spent a few moments in the capital city before we moved.””I listened to. .. Well, I was horny. I don't recall exactly what I wrote, but it was along the lines of "Attractive female wanted to re-enact certain scenes from the Sleeping Beauty Trilogy by Anne Rice, rsvp to [email protected]. (Yes, I know Yahoo came later. I don't remember what email system I used back then, and on the off chance some adventurous girl reading this story might like to... )So I got like four responses.The first was from a lass named "Eagle". Well, Eagle sounded a little masculine,.