”“I know I do,” Hailey agreed. “But you don’t. You’re the guy everyone goes to when they want someone to listen to them. And you do. You h...d a debate with Katelyn over politics and I know you don’t believe anything you said. You just wanted her to be able to formulate her replies when someone else made the argument. You let Tiffany ramble about her clothing selections. I know you don’t care what she wears. You just wanted to let her know that she’s important to you. You sat and listened to. He did exactly what we wanted him to do. He had appointed himself our protector and we weren't about to "unappoint" him.The bad element had left the county or were locked up pending their trials. The Chief of police, the man who appointed himself "acting chief" and Herm Larkin all paid stiff bails to get released and high tailed it out of town before the ink was dry on the bail papers. Of course it meant the bail was forfeit so the court became three thousand dollars richer and we didn't have. She grew to look forward to Bastian's visits with great eagerness not proper for a ruler like herself.She didn't realize it then, but looking back now she knew she had been falling in love with him.But then Bastian's visits started becoming less frequent, he didn't look at Fantasia with the same wonder as he did before.He didn't seem to have time to tell her tales of the human world anymore, and his outlook on life seemed a lot darker.She feared she was losing him then, losing him as Fantasia. First of all, she was tall, nearly as tall as I was. She was slim, but not skinny. She had breasts, they just weren't huge. And she had a very nice, pert ass that she enjoyed swinging as she walked.Also, unlike Debbie, she had dark hair, almost black, dark brown eyes, a narrow face, but attractive with a long straight nose that seemed to suit her perfectly. I thought she had a suntan, but later I realized it was her natural skin colour. She left me with the impression of being somewhat.