That night we had talked about my experiences at high school. I had gone to an all boys school, a very sports-oriented one at that, and I was always t...rrible at sports. I didn't have any real excuses, I suppose, since it isn't like I was uncoordinated, at least not terribly so, or overweight, or asthmatic, or any of the other problems kids who never seem to take to sports often have. I just hated sports, and me and the sorts of guys who were good at sports never seemed to get along anyway.As I. “Fiona’s taint is ‘gone’. What if it’s not? What if we’ve got it backward – he didn’t target us, he did something to us? We know he did something to Fiona that strangely accelerated her taint, leaving it ‘gone’ when it was over, and he did something to me too. It was his darkspawn that attacked Seranni.”Aedan cleared his throat, looking at me and then pointedly at Alim. “We can speculate later – or better, catch the bastard and question him – but none of this helps us. What do we do with her?. Menoetes here.You may be groaning at the appearance of yet another new story from me but fear not, Bravest Reader, for this is not a long-form tale. It is not here to distract from my many other in-progress writing projects.This is just somewhere I can drop those short, steamy, mind-control story ideas that get stuck in my head from time to time for you to (hopefully) enjoy. It's not the beginning of an epic saga or even a sweeping chronicle. No, Most Patient Reader. It will simply be a. So it is no surprise that ladies give a lot of attention to me when I am working at my desk. So there is one colleague named Sneha. Her skin complexion was as fair as the actress Tamannah Bhatia. I had eyes on her for some time.Because she used to sit opposite to me we had many chances of interactions. From her interactions with other people, I had understood that she was not satisfied sexually. Later I came to know that she became a widow 3 years ago when her husband died from a cerebral.