"Best for you is to pull back so her ring milks you," Nana offered.I nodded. "I'm not ready yet, though."Nana nodded and reached out to pop Graciela o... the ass. "Tighten up for Marcus. Remember who is master here..." I looked at her and raised an eyebrow, and she shrugged and said, "Well..."I resumed my stroke, but continued to eye Nana, "Well what?" Graciela returned my stroke aggressively; I wouldn't last through two iterations."Who is master was never in doubt," Nana said carefully."Neither. " He thanked her and plucked up the courage to walk round and see. There at the back, was a small and cosy lounge which looked quite busy, he walked straight in and looked for a suitable group of males to introduce himself to.There were none. He hovered for a moment when an attractive middle aged woman stood up and asked if he was there for the meet? He replied in the affirmative and the woman smiled broadly."Do come and sit with us, you can introduce yourself, it's so good to have some male. I was getting bolder now. I moved his hair and found he wore a pendent around his neck. The blood had come from his nose and mouth, still no sign of a wound. His fingers were free of rings but he did have something gripped in his right hand. It was a screwed up piece of paper, thick and brown like the old book. I started to prise open his rigor mortised grip. I slowly eased his cold, dry and leathery fingers lose, fearful that they might snap off entirely. I got the paper but my victory was. ”Tanya was getting more worried. While Tommy was talking, he was also cranking the wooden crane, holding her aloft, out and away from the top of the cliff. She was now swaying much farther over the edge than she’d been a moment earlier.“What is this ‘final test’?” she asked again, trying not to get too dizzy staring down into the abyss as her body swung back and forth.“You shouldn’t even have to ask, My Lady,” Tommy replied. “The last test will determine whether or not you can fly.”“What?”.