No rush or hurry to get anywhere. The drive goes smoothly and stop lights are all cooperating. As we pull up to the final stop light I say “Here is ...he stop light that started this romance.” She smiles and looks around and says “I guess it was right here. I was coming home from the library as I crossed the road here.” The light changes and we pull away from our special place. A few more miles and we pull into Kenny’s driveway. Kenny’s place is not as large as mine but has a rustic charm that. She saw him wince, clearly it wasn’t good. He looked so concerned for her, she knew that he did care for her at least. Sometimes she could almost fool herself into thinking it was more than friendly concern. His cheek looked painful. She reached out and gently stroked her finger across the gash. At least it wasn’t bleeding any more. Draven stilled as her fingers continued to gently stroke along his cheek before threading her fingers into his curly black hair. ‘I want you to know Dray, I told. ..and no panties.I was dressed quicker than I had thought and it was some time before he appeared from the bathroom dressed in only my dressing gown which was far too small for him, he was well built , taller and far more powerful than me, and he sat next to me on the sofa, not being shy I cuddled up to him and we kissed passionately for some time, he then put his hand up my dress and I could feel his large hand on my bare bottom and then embracing my excited manhood...he stopped suddenly and. Why dont we go to the living room, and tell you thewhole story."I felt a ... familiarity to these two creatures, and so despite mymisgivings I led them to the living room, and we sat down.The taller one said, "Once upon a time, Hades, god of the underworld,needed a bride, and so found one in Persephone. However, that caused someproblems, and eventually it was settled that she would spend half theyear with her husband, and half the year she would spend in Olympus. Buttwo years ago, something.