I couldn’t say why. For three millennia I had known about the Tournament and never once, I confess, cared. But now it was here, really happening, an... the world depending on it. And the gods just kept fucking it up. ‘No, he’s not! Tell me, Morrigan, why did you choose me all those years ago? What was it about my soul?’ My temper was not just mine: strong emotions were ridden by my old selves, and most of them had loved anger. I worked hard not to loose it normally, but she saw the full force of. ..men!I schemed, I asked loads of questions, the more embarrassing the better, and I started to learn English words I shouldn't. MB (mums boyfriend) never once got mad or angry but always answering, questioning in return and explaining, teaching...... This continued for the next year or two, me becoming more brazen, more daring and more sexually charged. I had just turned fifteen (f******n is the age of consent in my home country) and things turned interesting when we had our first holiday. And began toslide south."So do me a favor, baby..." Annie continued to murmur, her hand runningalong James' slightly soft but relatively flat stomach. "Use my bathroom,okay? Take a shower. You can use my shampoo, conditioner, and soap. Myrazor, too. Make sure to shave your legs clean. Armpits, and even yourarms. You might even want to give your neck and chin a good shave, too,just so you're perfectly smooth. You can leave your crotch hairy, if youwant. I can always take care of that for you,. The two bald guys nodded to each other. Brother drove on. Things got creepy real fast. She could see an open courtyard type area between abandoned buildings. There were other cars with people in them. There were people in the shadows and behind pillars. Doing what? Kissing? Groping? Something more?Brother stopped. He lowered her window. Cars cruised by. Some had boys hanging out of the side windows. Some had girls. Some had men. A car with two men stopped and motioned to her.“I think they want.