.. and love? ... Sexual love? And yet if these dreams were sent to teach me about love, then they are strange lessons indeed. They were nothing like m... imaginings about romance. But what would I know about that? To live as an Amazon is to live a life devoid of romance. Ha! Unless you’re a lesbian!»Even counting her brief entanglement with Simon, she could only measure her total romantic experience with men in terms of hours.But how could these dreams be lessons about love? In spite of her dream. ”“All is good Eric. I have done the same with the Narth Supreme and I must say I am richer for it, but you must leave your sword with me.”“Of course. I got it right here.”There was suddenly a strong sense of resistance. Why would the fish want my sword? What possible use could Tyr have for a simple steel weapon? It was given to me by my grandfather. The thought to raise the weapon against Tyr suddenly occurred to me.I marveled about my own thoughts, Tyr did not need to explain to me why he. ." A mixer?"Shonn gave her a look. "Tyhm doesn't know what a mixer is? Well it's likea group date, but not everyone has to know each other beforehand."Tyhm's face brightened as he figured it out. "Ah, but if a guy and a girldo happen to know each other, then they might naturally be drawn to oneanother." But then he faltered. "Uh... does Koralyne know Neel?"Shonn twirled a lock of red hair. "I'm... actually not sure yet. I figureonce we get into Korlyne's friends, we can do some. The woman quickly disappeared in the crowd.Amber clenched the object in her little fist till the train began moving again. Only then did she look at the object. It was a small clear glass vial filled with a yellowish liquid.Amber gasped! Was this what she thought it was. Some of the refined lady's piss! The depravity of it almost overwhelmed her. Her panties were once again being filled by her excitable cunt.That night, behind her locked bedroom door, she sat at her desk and examined the vial..