"How do I REALLY know you never turned into a round-heeled slut to advance your career?"Her irises flared as her hand flew up and slapped my cheek wit... enough force to rotate my head. "Go to hell, Ben," she barked.For a long moment, the two of us glared at each other with fire in our eyes. But fire turned to uncertainty in her gaze, and then shame as she stared at the spot where she'd hit me. And I knew my own expressions were doing the same.Again, I knew I should apologize for what I'd said,. As I was washing withy eyes closed my mind began to wonder. I began to think of Nathan such a kind man, and his huge dick. I began thinking to myself how his wife must have felt the first time she took that big thing inside of her. My thoughts began to wonder further, I wonder how many women have taken that, how did they feel. Then I wondered what it would feel like for me to have Nathan, could I handle a man that big, I've never had anything close to that, he was enormous. I remeber what the. But theirappearance wasn't the important part. What the clothes themselves WEREwas what was important. There weren't just skirts, dresses, and highheels, there were pants and sneakers. Man clothes. Well, still womanly,but a lot better than what we had presently."We....actually choose?" asked Kylie with suspicion."Yes. Well, after your visit to the sauna. Afterwards, you will pick outyour clothes and they will be yours for the rest of your stay. You willhave to sign for them though, of. And Michael blames Garry, for creating the unusual situation for Roland at all, to pick between Carthian and Invictus.”“And this was over a century ago?”“Yes.”“Long time to hold a grudge.”“Is it?” She raised a brow as she looked at him. “I do not fault you for looking for the good in everyone, young vampire, but do not be so foolish to think that vampires — or any sentient — wouldn’t hold a grudge for hundreds of years. Scars last for a long, long time.”He winced at that. “Yeah, I guess. Just.