Sitting down on the floor of the cave, I sighed and stared at the pile of ashes from the fire. Why did she have to take my jacket? How was I supposed ...o survive the night? I sat there and wondered where Glimmer was heading and if she was now considered the enemy. It didn’t seem like she was an ally anymore. About a half an hour of sitting there and thinking to myself, I stood up and slung the quiver of bows over my shoulder and took the silver bow in my hand before I headed out the cave. When I. But I don't think that's arrogant.(*Anne-Mal) Yes, but what do feel about your stories? Do you like reading them later?(Morpheus) Actually, I almost never go back and read my own stories. I'm too busy reading everyone else's and writing new ones.(ranko) Do you consider your stories to be your children, are you protective of them?(Morpheus) I guess I am protective of my stories to a degree. But then any writer would likely be protective of what they wrote.(Mindy) Are there authors that when you. Her lips and eyes matched the purple of the ribbon she wore.“I don’t think I’m dressed for this,” Jake had told her, trying to back out after seeing her outlandish, but very erotic, outfit. His semi-formal dark gray jacket and slacks didn’t seem appropriate to take this dazzling dame anywhere without one of them embarrassing the other.“Oh, nonsense, Darling,” Rachel replied, smiling. “You’re just my escort. I’m the showpiece!”At the door, everyone signed that they were either a member or a. Controlling me. Yet, I have never felt so strong. I met Sir in a club and we had a very strong chemistry from the start. We went out a few times before he told me he wanted me to be his submissive. As I said, it is a strange new thing for me, but feels so good!He leads me to the dance floor. I love the way he stares at me. He looks me up and down like he wants to devour me. I am swinging my hips seductively to the beat. Then, he smiles and moves closer and puts one hand on the small of my back.