" No," Mason said. His cheeks were getting flushed and he was fightingback tears. "I don't want to wear ANY panties." When did that start?" She sto...d there calmly. Her pretty face wasinquisitive. Her trim figure maintained a casual stance. She brushedher honey blond hair back over one shoulder."I never wanted them." But you've always acted like such a wimp, that I had to make you wearthem. And to make you get rid of that little bit of body hair you had.Now you look on the outside, like. But you should consider it. I am going to speak to our king about sending a contingent of artisans to Paxifica to assist the rebuilding. We have many apprentices that are ready to strike out on their own. They will help to rebuild. We will support you until the crisis has passed. Once your people are safe, I think we should revisit this decision. It makes sense for you and it provides us with additional ports. But I think it would be better for us to wait until it is a joining of equals.”“That. Only it didn’t make any sense. Except the first part.““Oh shut up. He’s confused and afraid. Step back a bit and lower your bows. If you want IT to happen.””Confused, yes. Afraid, not really, but really, really confused when I watched those two Elves lower their bows and step back until they leaned against the walls away from my bed.“The last time they saw someone like you was long ago, so they didn’t know what to expect,” my visitor explained.“Like I could attack them while lying on my bed? Or. ."Bill Morgan, Scott and Lisa Fridas, and Larry Smith, come on up here," Reverend Doyle beckoned in labored breaths, his fat, bloated gut spilling over his belt.Melissa's husband left her side to join the other four individuals summoned by Reverend Doyle."Let's hear a round of applause for these good folks who have graciously volunteered to be part of our missionary group leaving for Peru next week to spread the word of our Lord, Jesus. We are going to be gone for three weeks, but all of you.