The man approaching him hardly seemed to be the type that would mastermind an invasion. He had expected all the trappings of a conqueror, resplendent ...n finest attire and traveling with a large entourage of advisors and sycophants. Instead, what he got was an elderly man in a simple, flowing robe.The man came to a stop several arm's length before Duric. He bowed. "An honor to meet you at last, Emperor Z'garon." You will forgive me if I do not return the honor."The man nodded once.. She closed her eyes against the fangs that dug into her throat, losing herself in the sensation of her life leaving her body. Her hands wrapped around his neck and back, holding his body against hers, clinging to him until the fear passed.When he slid into her, several competing emotions bubbled to the surface. She choked down a sob; gasped out a pleased moan; laughed in relieved elation. Tears slid down her face, as her nails dug into his back, the absolute joy she felt in this moment. He attributed her reaction to him to that ‘I like you just as a friend’ thing that women hit nice guys with all of the time. It wouldn’t be the first time for him.“Who cares? Just answer the question,” Betsy said.“That’s between Sally and me,” Steve said trying to duck the question.“Do you want to kiss Sally? Yes or no.”“Why do you want to know?” Steve asked.Betsy said, “I’ll stand here all day until you answer my question.”Seeing that Betsy was dancing around, he could hardly call it standing. I don't wear a bra, yet. My breasts are too small. Why can't I be better endowed? Soon I hope.I was dressed more feminine recently at a major mall near my home. I was standing near the food court when a young man told his child to watch out for the woman, meaning me. I smiled. It made my evening.Others are beginning to see me closer to the way I see myself. People open doors for me now. I find other courtesies from strange men that are reserved for women, like offering a hand. It is interesting.