When he left Bev turned to me ‘isn’t he gorgeous.’ ‘guess so’ I replied. He was soon back with our drinks Bev rolled over onto her front ‘...e a sweetie Dwayne and oil my back’ he poured oil on her back and started massaging it into her skin ‘don’t forget my legs’ he worked on them moving further up and as he did Bev open her legs to give him easier access I was sure he was touching her upas her face started to flush. He was then called back to the bar. ‘you enjoyed watch that didn’t you’ Bev. " dad sighed, "Just to satisfy my curiosity, what did you do last night?" I went to Rhonda's," I replied truthfully, "we spent the evening crying on each other's shoulder and getting pissed. If you don't believe me then ask Rhonda's parents, they were there too." I believe you," dad smiled, "I knew you had more sense than to do it on your own doorstep."I suppose my mother was right, dad did spoil me, he always had, when I was a lot younger he always used to call me his 'girl', I wondered why he. "The sword!", one of the amazons screamed, "It's flying to her!". Brenlan smirked as the blade landed in her hand. She felt herselfchanging back to male form, and the shackles buckled then shattered. Helooked up to see the leader of the women screaming in rage and lashingdown with her dagger. "I killed dozens of your sisters when I found this swordwoman.....there is something about this curse that you haven't toldme!", he growled. "Kill him!", she screamed in hysteria. "No!", the other amazon. ‘Oh shit!’ was my immediate reaction on seeing her standing there. Almost instantly this was replaced by a more rational response, sheer panic. Somehow she must have found out what had happened the previous day. There was no other reason for her to be standing at my front door that morning, or at least there was no other reason that I could think of. She had never been to my house before and we were hardly close friends. As neighbours we see each other in the street, occasionally stoping to.