I was looking for a steady lover at the time however, and wasn't having any luck. That's when, by chance, I met him.I had been in his dad's store befo...e, and he and I had chatted. He was always a bit flirtatious with me, and being an older woman, I found it flattering. Our conversations were always of a business nature. One day I came in to pick up a bracelet that I had repaired, we chatted for a bit, and then he asked me out on a date. I politely declined, stating that I was too busy, but in. Hefelt that Jordan chooses a gown over their relationship. It was beyondDave's comprehension how some fabric stitch together can be moreimportant than the great relationship he had with his man.The man's, who was feeling like a writer without a pencil, devastationwas worse when he found out that one of his golfing buddies was takingJordan to the prom. He had to spend time with the man who was helpingJordan live out one of his dreams. Dave should have been the onehelping Jordan to make his. I quickly undressed. He took my clothes and placed them in a drawer. He then handed me a skirt and tube top. "Put these on." It was not a request, it was a command.They wanted me to dress like a girl? Did my uncle know this was the plan? I knew it didn't really matter. I was in Bernard's hands now. He had paid $1000 dollars to my uncle so I would be doing whatever he wanted.I stepped into the skirt and pulled it up my legs. It was very short if I bent over at all it would show my bare white. Kyle grinned back, enjoying the fun of the duel, his heart beating. He felt so alive."You have talent," Haleem declared, launching into a series of overhand strikes. "Your style is foreign, but it is skilled." Thank you," Kyle inclined his head before responding with a horizontal cut. "Who would you rather serve? The Marid that misuses your people, or a warrior that will treat all the Djinn equally." You married a Jann," Haleem pointed out."And took a Si'lat and Ifrit for concubines."Haleem's.