"Does she deserve what she's runningfrom?" The brand marks her as a brothel slave. I stand between her and that."Jas nodded. "I stand with you. What c...n I do?"Morgana smiled grimly.The princess stirred. "Chey vek?" It came out as a whisper.Morgana knelt by the bed. "I'm here."The princess coughed. In a croaking voice, she managed two words inEnglish."A sword."The princess touched Morgana's face with a shaking hand. She coughedagain.Jas knelt. He unsheathed the saber. He handed it to Morgana.. .andyou're still wearing the patches?" I forgot I had the patches on, "Iknow I should have stopped putting them on, with mom and the doctors andall the tests ...i guess i don't care, I'm tired of hiding who I am andwho I want to be, I can't let puberty turn me into some hairy, musclebound guy like my dad and my brother, i know i'm going to get caught,but I want and need to be a girl so bad Jenny, I didn't come this far tostop now" she smiled, "You really have it bad don't you? I guess i takefor. Does time have a meaning in a situation like this? But time did matter, I had to get to my new job as a sous-chef in a gastro pub in Holland Park.We said good bye to one another on the steps of Piccadilly Circus, promising we’d meet again in the morning at ten o’clock. I started work the next day at two and tomorrow would be Sandra’s last day. There would be no more opportunities. Everyone wasn’t carrying mobile phones back in that summer of two thousand, not like now. We would just have to. Davo clasped John’s face while John undid Davo’s belt and pants. Within seconds they fell to the floor. Davo’s manhood was bulging in his underwear, stretching the fabric and looking impossibly huge. I was mesmerized at the sight of it all, standing naked watching them, my cock oozing precum.Suddenly Davo opened his eyes. “what the fuck” he said staring at me.John laughed and said “This is my new little fuck buddy, we play father and son”.“come say hello to my best mate” John said to me and.