But ...there was a something else, a feel about her that was...different."ARE you Rachael?" she repeated, but received only the ragged breathingof the...now unconscious woman in reply. She checked the woman's pulse."Oh gods!" Kerri fled in panic out the cell door, and soon a fire alarm beganclanging throughout the security wing of the Keep.***Suz paced the Keep's infirmary observation room as Doctor Ruis processedthe tests he had run on the injured woman. It had been several hourssince the. .. a couple of them, actually ... from here ... to here." The pencil skritched across the paper noisily as he scribbled lots of numbers onto it. "This much. Then call Dad. He'll know what to do next."Chelsea nodded. "Anything else, Jack... anything?" No, I don't think so," Jack said absently. He cracked open his soda can and took a long, slow drink. "Go. It's very important, Mom." Yes ... yes, Jack." Emily's heart broke a little as she watched her mother slowly leave the kitchen, a look of. He was the forbidden fruit and was happy to be sampled by any female who wanted a taste. In other words –well, in the words of Balior – he was a slut. Balior sneered at his friend. Maksim only ever addressed him so formally when he was in the mood to mock. And Balior knew why. His long red cape rustled loudly on the stairs as it dragged behind him and the ruby clasp that held it together over his chest was so massive that one might mistake it for an apple. Balior liked dressing well, but this. Nobody knew us and we could stay quiet and unquestioned. As we got into the lifestyle, we had to let people know the truth, but the swinging lifestyle is far more accepting of me - of us - than most."I nodded, "I can see that. It makes sense. You're a unicorn. A beautiful bisexual transwoman that swings. I'll bet there are plenty of closeted guys that come out when they play with you."She smiled again, "Oh yeah. They don't realize they're bi until they realize they want to suck me or get fucked.