Our lips touched, and then our tongues, and we shared a gentle French kiss. When we broke it after about two minutes, Elizaveta sighed and put her hea... on my shoulder again.“Six-and-a-half months...” she whispered.I had the same desire, but it had to wait for a host of reasons. We cuddled for a bit, then exchanged several more soft French kisses. I very much wanted to cup her firm, full breast, but even that was off limits, and doing so might put us on the road to violating our promise to. She chose me.I thought that I would never fall in love again. I feared I would growold alone. I wept alone in my bedroom, in longing and loneliness. A talltrans woman, broad at the shoulder, strong jaw, big feet. I neverthought I would turn anyone's head ever again but I turned hers.She chose me.Mistress Jamie. 5'8", immaculate brows over brightly intelligent eyes,perfect teeth. Slim and graceful. Her voice somewhat on the nasal sidebut believably female. She passes nearly perfectly. A fixture. On her haunch was an icon of a smiling sugar cube with a circle of yellow triangles around it like the rays of a cartoon sun. She spoke with the same high-pitched voice she'd had in the cartoon, saying, "It's Matt, right? Pleased to meet you!" Wow! That's amazing!" Matt exclaimed. "Nice to meet you, too. Where do you come from?" That's kind of hard to explain," the toy pony said. "I'm from nowhere, and everywhere. Whenever mankind has need, a guardian shall be chosen, and I will be there to. "Oooooo" came the general murmur from the crowd as they ran their mental calculations. Not a bad card. All eyes turned to Jake.I pretended not to notice as Jake flipped a card from the bottom of the deck. I'm pretty sure the guys noticed, though. Obviously, none of them commentedThe ace of spades flipped down to the table. Everyone stared for a moment. When it was clear that I hadn't noticed Jake's cheating, the table erupted with cheers.I looked up at Jake and he smiled. He stepped even.