She’d had men in the town of Fire Mountain look at her with lust but none with the fire that had been blazing in Gazza’s eyes. She felt gratified ...hat he did at least find her desirable and her wings quivered in anticipation.Whether that lust would lead to interesting activities or not, she didn’t know but it was nice knowing that he wasn’t indifferent to her, as she had thought earlier. She didn’t think it was his entity driving him either. He hadn’t looked at her as he did now nor grown so. After that, there were the questions about the bras and why boys did not wear them. They were growing up way too fast.I packed shoes, the better expensive pant suits, fancy jackets, a couple evening dresses and jewelry. My go bag contained the clothes that were more me - jeans and camo - was going as well. Yes, it included the five stars - the girls had seen to it that all my camo had five stars on it, much to my dismay.After goodbyes, hugs and kisses I was in a Secret Service convoy. They. Why are people of color living in Canada so attached to it anyway? If the Hockey-loving and absolutely polite bigots don’t want you around, come to America! Canada has so many people of color with University degrees. Since Canada doesn’t seem to appreciate them, they should move to America. Say what you will about America, it has always welcomed the talented. American companies will go to India, China and Japan to grab some talented guy or lady to do the job that an American-born bozo can’t or. That will give me a better understanding of who you are and what your motivations are."She nodded. "Fair enough, but why don't we get our suits first. I'll tell you about me and answer your questions as we eat," she said as she pulled us into a parking garage.We got out and I followed her to a Men's Warehouse. I chuckled quietly at the simplicity of her choice. It wasn't the most expensive or the most prestigious, but they made good suits and tailored them on the spot. I was impressed.It didn't.