Although,still, the difference between how I looked en femme with a wig, versuswithout one, was disturbing to me.I put on the long brunette wig and co...bed it out in waves. I clipped on mypearl earrings and the matching necklace. Finally, I applied a light amountof blush, eyeliner, and some mascara, followed by a thick coating of shinyred lipstick. I smiled at my image, knowing that Grace would be pleased.Or, at least, I hoped she would be.Walking with my penis tucked between my thighs. 'Zechariah and Linor, they won't permit me to hold back, won't they?' Slowly Zax released the pressure from his hands and loosened his whole body on the seat. The next moment feelings of exultation, anxiety, eagerness, impatience and lust for battle washed over him.'Finally!'Finally, the participants he awaited to meet, those with the strength to challenge and if not careful beat him, were right in front of him.Zax got up from his seat and stood like an unshakeable pillar. Zechariah and Linor. Of course it couldn’t be, not when she desired so desperately to have her parents back. ‘No? Then why the change?’ ‘Because… the two Skytouched are dead now. And the Solar is probably gone so there’s nobody dangerous left at his manor,’ Phyre reasoned. She left out the part with her newfound understanding that Mr. Gilbride was only a man. A Skytouched. Tonight had taught Phyre that there were far less quiescent beings lurking in the world. Wandering in the dark. ‘Tomorrow we’ll go find out if. “Yeah, yeah, so you say. You are too uptight to run naked anywhere” she whispered. She did press her shapely butt back against him. “Is that a stashed cell phone or are you happy to see me.” She chuckled. “Hmmmm? I remember you being like this all the time baby. I miss that” she confided.“Me too baby. Me too. I miss being adventurous. Just running off, shucking all responsibilities and just enjoying life. I handpicked this place, because I wanted to have no distractions. I wanted to indulge in.