Some might call me "normal".But really, I'm anything but.I'm also blonde. I'm also skinny. I'm mainly blonde. All over. That's right. Even my pubic ha...rs are blonde. Sometimes I dye them brown though so I can fit in better. Then there's you. You're not that tall. You're also not that short. Sike! You're a dwarf. You're so short. And you're not skinny. You're one of those stout folks who looks like a football come to life. An American football. But don't fret. As I said before, I'm anything but. I was feeling quite warm inside from the wine and I knew very well that a couple more glasses would make me feel horny and I would be easy prey. I was hoping this was all part of his plan and looked forward to being taken advantage of. When we got to his place my hopes were dashed his sister Lindsey was happily sitting with her legs out stretched on the sofa with the TV on flicking through a fashion magazine. I thought “Oh crap, let’s hope she goes to bed soon leaving Chris and I alone so he. . .nothing has changed. I love you deeply, I want to be with you more than anything in the world. I did what I did to protect you, to protect us. . . ““To protect you. You. I’m sorry, I just don’t trust you anymore.” She gave me one last longing look, and walked out of the kitchen. Minutes later I was forcibly trying to keep myself from crying as I absent mindedly washed the dishes. You know, when I first started, it was all about getting my dick inside that young sweet pussy. But now,. Without the sword's immense power, and sentient foresight, Sinthar was more easily betrayed and killed. Betrayed, as foretold by Deathbringer, by his betrothed, Princess Rannath. After his death the Tarran War Council negotiated the withdraw of forces and 'The Three that are One', led by Melvina, banished the remainder of the Tarran race back to their home realm. Not only banished but also decreed that no male would ascend to the throne. Over the centuries that decree would affect every aspect.