Helen just smiled at her and shook her head. “You are terrible. But everyone here has already seen me naked for the last couple of hours. So know I ...am not wearing any underwear is inconsequential at this point.” Sharon returned the smile and walked right up to her and took her into her arms. “I just love you, Helen. You’re a good sport. And with the extra sales you generated for me, you can come back anytime and whatever you need is on the house.” She then kissed our girl … on the lips and. .. “Should you happen across your son or any other male you knew before the war, you will remember your place ... you are my property, just as the other boy will be property of his Owner. There is no male hierarchy here; no friends, no fathers, no sons, no uncles, no nephews. You are simply boys to the Womyn who own you and brothers to each other.” She looked directly at me as She turned the car into another parking lot. “Clear?” “Yes, Mistress, very clear.” “Good,” She said,. ‘It’s probably nothing. Maybe we were mistaken and the mystery girl had an emergency come up.’ ‘You know that’s not true. That was her. It was.’ Jake stayed silent, but Alec raised his head, catching his eyes. ‘This can’t be a coincidence and we both know it. Something is not right. Call it a cop’s intuition, but we have strong evidence supporting my theory.’ Jake nodded, letting his friend get everything out of his system. ‘First, we both recognized her. She’s changed a lot, but that was. The elf had feathered him with two arrows, catching him completely unaware. His attention had been focused on the knight, the acolyte, and the mage dueling his corpse automaton."Who is this Fireeyes?" the knight asked. Fiery hair spilled over the shining pauldrons of her armor. Her large breasts filled out her half-breastplate, an impressive cleavage. Her shapely legs were covered by thigh-high leather boots and steel greaves, and a chainmail loincloth dangled from her sword belt."A foul mage,".