Otherwise women got lucky, usually their symptoms were on par with a particularly strong flu and the UN thinks the mortality rate was no higher then 3...% if you don't count the particularly old or young. Men had it worse as whoever had tried to program the virus, whether by accident or design, put the Y-gene on its list of genes to destroy. The UN thinks only 1 in every 37,000 men who got infected survived, and the only men who weren't infected were killed in orbit. There were the riots, the. He sat down and watched the waves (yeah, sure) for a bit, as she casually strolled in front of him, although he was about thirty feet from the shoreline. She dove into the water, then came out again and strolled back by, this time a little closer, but she never made eye contact (she told me she didn’t want him to get the wrong message). Ten or fifteen minutes later we noticed he was coming back down the beach, and, without me even asking her, she casually spread her legs just the same. He came. I couldn't discernher voice from mine. We were Mengele.* * * Heart of a Traitor As featured in Funky LadyTires screech from the street behind me and I pull my apprentice robesclose as I step into the convention center. I shudder, and bite my lips.I am worried that the gathered magic users--Spellbinders, Charmers,Enchantresses, and Mages all come at the behest of the Seidskati for anemergency meeting of the council--will see through my disguise. I am animposter, once a man I had been transformed. I greeted him at the door with a hug and kiss and he returned the favour. We went into the living room where I had a nice bottle of white wine and a cheese and cracker plate on the coffee table. We sit on the couch together, drank some wine and talked some before finally he started to caress my leg and press into me to kiss me. It was like old high school days making on only now I was on the receiving end and loving it. It got kind of hot, me laying back on the couch, Leroy on top of me kissing.