” Her glare showed again, but it was more endearing than frightening.“Then, why do you have a Regent?”She smiled sadly. “Because I am the Virg...n Queen. Until I find my consort, I must have a regent.”“So, find a consort.”She shook her head. “I have been enchanted; only the magic can choose my consort. It protects me from harm, but I cannot touch a man. Even my presence can sicken a man if I speak to him too long, or linger in his presence.”“I feel just fine,” I said with a smile.“Do not mock. I smile and blush a little, being examined with a look of such lust. ‘Won’t you come in?’ I ask.>> You can feel the heat rising in your face as I realize how you been staring at me. Your erection is obvious in your jeans as you return my smile and step in. Remembering to breathe, you say: ‘With pleasure.’ and follow me in.>> I step aside and allow you to pass, tossing my hair in a playful way as you step by me. Turning my back to you, I lock the knob and turn the deadbolt securely. The scent of. When she finally started to rouse, she found herself drifting in and out of dreams in which she was being tossed around and ravaged by a group of sailors. Frightened or inflamed by the images of violence and lust, she must have called out because she heard Simon’s little boy voice whispering to her that everything was fine. She felt him replace the damp cloth on her brow. Eventually, pressure on her bladder did bring her to state of groggy wakefulness. She sat, bleary eyed and, still feeling. I left one out and made sure that she could see the words, “Back Up Of Biff Taylor’s Party.”Saturday Afternoon:Jill knocked on my door. My mother let her in and called to me. When I came downstairs I smiled at her. Jill asked my mother if it was alright if she went up to my room to talk. Mom said that it was okay then smiled at me.Once in my room Jill closed the door and locked it. I got scared! Jill sat on my bed and said that Biff had told her everything. How he, thirty-six other guys, and me.