They’re suited up with green leather armor, drawn tight around their arms and legs, emblazoned with the King’s crest on the chest piece: a mytholo...ical harpy devouring a serpent.“Hail, recruit!” The leftward guard raises his right hand to a closed-fisted chest salute. His hand obscures the harpy’s head. “What are your orders?”The young man stares up at the chiseled guardsman. And says nothing. Perhaps a bit stupefied from the guard’s assertive nature, Simeon panics and hesitates to recall where. “Have you kissed a girl before?” She asked. “No. That’s my first kiss Gemma,” I said, smoothing my skirt down. “Really?” “Really. I’m a proper goody two shoes,” I said. “It’s hard to believe, cos you’re so lovely!” “Was it yours?” I asked. “Not quite,” she said. “I had this one date, after my sixteenth birthday, with a guy,” she continued. “Oh.” “Yeah, it was at school. We were friends really. We went to see a film and he snogged me, but I didn’t enjoy it.” “Ah. Did you see him again?” “No. We. I think if I’d asked him, he would have licked my shoes clean.The midday TV chat show followed the usual pattern. Andy and Sally, the hosts, sat on a sofa, their only claim to fame their good looks, and a malleable plastic mentality. They were joined by a musical act and a pair of semi-famous soap stars. I was the lead guest for the show that day, and I had a twenty-minute slot to fill.When my segment came up, they began by showing a clip from the film, and then I was interviewed. The clip was. One winter evening,there was a frost on the ground as I remember,the thing I had been secretly dredding happened. She didn’t appear. I stood there shivering and perplexed,waiting for over an hour.My hard cock had long since softened and a wave of sadness rolled over me. Eventualy I left my window and trudged down the stairs back into my living room. A great feeling of loss had csme over me and i slumped into my chair and began to rub my forehead. The front door bell roused me from my daze. Who.