In my excitement I’d pushed the fantasy a little too far. “No there are limits, I’m with you now … fantasy is just that … I’d have a drink... with someone, a dance perhaps, may be a slow dance and a little kissing but this is between you and me”, I was a little gob smacked at this sudden change, wondered if I had indeed pushed too far but, got the idea that this was just a product of that post orgasmic reality check that happens sometimes. “Sorry” she said beating me to the punch “but, I don’t. She began sniffling. “Now, what’s wrong?”“What we did -- it’s still washing over me. I took a pill that’s killing what’s growing in my womb -- something that is part of both of us.” She rolled to face him. “Oh, Adam!”He embraced her and held her as she sobbed. “Kara -- we did the right thing.”“When I was little,” she said, her words punctuated with sobs, “we had a dog named Lacey. When I was thirteen, Lacey had a stroke or something. She was paralyzed on one side. Mom knew of a vet who’d make. The clone war has broken out and all Jedi are expected to take part in it. You have all turned 18 this galactic year and your master decided to take you to one last mission before you should face your trials to become Jedi knights.Your character: You are going to play as a Mandalorian born female Jedi, Lana from Clan Ordo. She has two other padawan friends under the same master. You are a fan of Jedi and galactic history and intend to become a Jedi historian one day. You do not have Mandalorian. ” The guard began carefully. “She asks many theoretical questions like this.” He assured them. The King nodded slowly taking that in and then replied “My son likes to question things too. You will like him I think. He is only three years older than you little one.” Anna looked around for any signs that other kids lived here, but didn’t fail to notice he hadn’t answered her question. “Does he like to play?” The King smiled and it made his gold bearded face look beautiful and merry. “He does..