I don't think I made her. I think she's real." What do you mean real?" Allison asked skeptically. "Jimmy, she can't be real, she's a dragon." So what?..." I answered. "In this environment, any of us could be one if we wanted to." You mean you think she's like you?" Allison said. "That she can do all the same stuff you can?" Apparently more, or where were the notes coming from? They weren't guesses; they were answers to specific questions or problems. She knew what I was thinking about and that the. But this had a more or less pleasant side effect. He felt a pleasant tingling in his loins as he imagined how he would be rewarded. The tingle quickly turned into a feeling of longing and humility. He had to earn his reward! And he would. He would dedicate all his abilities to his new mission. But he had to be careful and not arouse suspicion.Again, he admired the skills of the person who had brainwashed him. It was a true masterstroke. He had trained for years to harden his mind against most. Leanna stopped her musings and got dressed. She wore a white blouse and black pants tucked into good work boots, much like a man would - working around the farm in a dress was difficult at best and she and Grandfather had thought it ridiculous to try. She was as comfortable in mens clothing as women's but when out in public, off the farm or when visitors were expected, she was a perfect lady. She grabbed her hat - much like the men wore also - wide brim to shade her eyes with a rawhide tie. But most of all I know it was you because I could feel you and touch you. I couldn't see your face but I knew it was you by the way your body felt, tracing your curves with my hand as we laid beside each other. My hand told me it was you when it moved down your back to caress your butt.What I could see was your hair, long and beautiful. It reminded me of what it feel like around my face when you kissed me or the way it warmed my chest when your mouth was busy somewhere else. As I moved to let.