She was in a hurry but I wasn’t. The cold creek water had calmed me down considerable. The fact that I was sixty-five years old might have had somet...ing to do with it too. On the other hand it had probably been two years sine I had sex with a woman and I really wanted it to last. Whatever the reason the outcome was perfect. I kept hard, she kept going up and down on me, and we both enjoyed it immensely. She cried out her orgasm and then tried twice as hard to get me off. During her second. Maybe I'm conflating her with the posh tart Egerton brought along - Yvonneor Yvette or whatever her name is. And it might also have something to dowith finding out I can speak such good French.Funny thing, the mind.Especially when it's been transplanted into someone else's brain.To more practical matters...A close-fitting light green T-shirt to go with my jeans, leaving no one inany doubt that I've got just as much up top as Kerrie and I don't care whoknows it. Brown leather calf boots rather. The threat hung between us fora second until he said, "Besides, what would you do?" Aren't I a good barmaid?" One of the best, but you might find it hard to find work whileawaiting deportation."I sipped my tea. It was exquisite."I keep wondering who I am."He raised his eyebrows, so I continued."Why do I read in English? I've tried reading Polish, and Russian, Itried to learn, but I couldn't get my head around either." We've talked about this before, Katarzyna."Apparently the brain was a complex. You trusted me. You risked the Maidensdoom stone to please me, because you wanted me. Instead I have you. This Maiden has decided your doom. You will be mine. No. That’s not right. You ARE mine. And the Wyrm’s. For the rest of our lives I can raise the Wyrm at any time. I don’t think I’ll need to. I think you will be a satisfactory husband and father without the surrender the Wyrm could enforce. You will marry me, won’t you? All you have to do, all you can do, is nod…”I nodded. I had wanted.