.” He burst into more sobs.Victor grabbed his head and pulled it softly onto his strong, hairy chest. James felt comforted by this man that, so far,...had only caused him discomfort. Victor finally spoke.“We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.”“Really?” said James, wiping his nose on his arm. “Of course. I like to keep my boys on a short leash, so to speak, but I would never force you to have sex if you don’t want to.”Victor started stroking James’ soft blonde hair back. James knew the man. "My, my, my aren't we a greedy one," smiled Rich, "So why can’t you pick between them?" I can’t tell you." Come on now, you can tell us, we can work out which one is good enough for our Sammy," said Will.Sam could feel her face heating up, she was trying to stop herself from saying something stupid but for some reason their looks, the booze or both seemed to be making her head fuzzy and she stared at the table and muttered, "They’re twins."That was it she knew she was busted, any second now. He is not looking at me. He slowly opens his clenched fist and the crumpled goblet falls sideways to the wood. He lifts his eyes to mine and I stop breathing. The world stops as well. I have never seen such rage. If this Dragon Knight lets go now, Shifts into battle-form, I will die, and every mortal within this building as well. I could not Shift as rapidly, and in any event can do so only once more.And then the moment has passed. And all there is before me is a drunk old knight, blinking. My story that is. I just want to finda way let let people out there know that I'm not just a bunch of words!That I have feelings. I have emotions. That my creator, the asshole,endowed me with all the attributes, traits, habits, and everything elsethat a good character needs to hold the interest of the reader." The lead-in to my story is perfect. A complete and informativebackground, character introduction, the works. Then I was put into asituation calculated to appeal to the reader's perverse.