And then I realized something odd. More strongly than ever, I loved Katriana. In one sense I had just met her yesterday- hell, I even remember thinkin... “Please die for me, meat shield” when I was making my character with Corgiel. But I could also remember how much she cried when her first pony had to be put down because of a broken leg. Challenging each other more and more, seeing who could garner more praise from the castle tutors that day. How proud she was when the Master of Arms had to call. "Well you can't go before you seethe exhibition here."Despite my protests Dewi insisted on paying, explaining, "You can getthe tab next time."We wandered around the exhibition of landscape watercolours in thedisplay rooms of the arts centre. By now I was his arm was over myshoulder. It was a comforting and exciting at the same time.The theme was rivers and towns, we stood and admired a painting of theYfwr Brwd*** riverside pub, we truck by the beauty of the scene and theway the artist had. I just worked out for two hours in the gym. This is your reward. Now do what you're told or you'll think that last headscissors I had you in was a walk in the park. I'll squeeze it next time until it cracks, then I'll stick the whole thing in my ass. Now, do what you're told and SMELL my ASSHOLE!!" You have no choice and take a huge sniff of my gamey butt. The humiliation outweighs all else. I laugh and settle on your face harder, taking your nose entirely into my spongy, lovely bottom, now. It was library quiet, and most of the people shopping for clothes seemed to be avoiding eye contact. I guess a lot of other people needed a new wardrobe. I got a few hundred dollars out of the ATM guessing that the clerk probably wouldn’t accept my card. I started out with underwear, and somewhere along the lines I actually really started enjoying it. At first I went for the granny stuff, something comfortable and simple but the more I looked, the more I got to thinking that I didn’t like it..