With every step, a slit exposed her from ankle to thigh.She doesn’t walk like anyone I’ve ever seen before. It’s a dance. God, I could happily s...end the rest of the day watching her walk.With a chill, I recognized a truth I had missed before.The lizardkin isn’t walking like a dancer. She walks like a lion stalking prey. Other nobles are fat and lazy house cats, dangerous to any little mouse in their territory, but she is a lion, deadly to everyone around her.Her commanding presence radiates. The number of machines being sold to the public had continued to increase, especially around Christmas time. It would appear we had another winner. Leo was generous with both his praise and the bonuses handed out to the staff."We should phone home and see how the kids are doing," Fiona suggested."Do you think we might disturb them in the middle of something?" I snickered.That got me a punch on the arm."Hi Tina," Fiona said as the home phone was answered. "How are you?"Fiona had put the handset. She dug up some track pants, wore some green lace panties she just happened to find clean this morning, and finished it off with some old basketball shoes. As she handed off her ticket to the ticket taker, she barely paid enough attention to him to figure out where the theater where the movie she was supposed to see is playing.She quickly bounded up the stairs, and then half ran into the small movie theater, as if the doors could somehow keep me safe. She decided to take a seat in a back row,. " The man said, "Yeah, sure. Hey, my name is John; what's your name, doll?" I smiled and said, "My name is Easy. You're John. Lucky John and I'm Easy, who would have thought that this wasn't a match made in heaven?"I grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the table where Terry was sitting. I said so he and the others could hear me, "John wants to take me up to his room so he can fuck my brains out. You don't mind, do you, honey? He even offered to pay for our room tonight. Ain't that nice of.