“His name is ‘Zax Zel’”.“Zax Zel? The supposed runner up of our generation’s Martial competition? Wasn’t he declared deceased by the Eld...r Master?” The barehanded woman asked.“Wait a moment”. Zax suddenly said, intending to renew the conversation with Zechariah and Linor after retrieving the Black Core from the Blue Stone.“You can’t intrude on this house”. Zechariah and Linor in a flicker moved from the rooftop to the apartment, in front of Zax, their aura not entirely hostile but also not. But of course she was a budding mouzee gal, cute looking face well endowed boobs and a very slender figure, and we really hit it of from the time we were introduced. We started talking to each other about so many things like school movies sports and her home town. We started to play small pranks on each other like I would put salt into her food when she was not looking, she would get furious and call me names like gorilla donkey chimp etc. and I would promptly give her one nice whack on her. A shame,I thought. And then I caught myself. Why was it a shame? I wasn't one ofthe wimps I wrote about.The bagels were done. I put them on a tray, along with two cups ofcoffee. I went upstairs quietly. I knocked on the door. Why did I knock?I entered at the invitation by Jazz. I walked over and placed the trayon her lap. She was grinning as if she had just won the lottery.?You are such a gorgeous sissy," she said. ?Your makeup is good. Notperfect, but good. You must be eager for your daily. ‘Call me Brenda. It’s less formal and considering your age more appropriate.’ She stated with wit and humor. The effect on me was instantaneous and I smiled at her. ‘Ok. BRENDA.’ I stated with emphasis on her name. ‘Given the late hour, we should probably meet for further discussion at another time.’ I finished with sincerity. ‘Would it be a terrible inconvenience if we discussed the matter at a quiet restaurant about a block from here? My treat’ She said factually. I studied Brenda’s face.