You are short..."I ducked my head, "I am strong master. Let me prove myself."He sighed and then did something that surprised me. He knelt, "lad fighte...rs die."I looked at him and swallowed, "give me a task."He touched my head and then sighed, "kill mage Doren and take his personal constructs."I looked up and he stood and turned to walk away. I looked at the smith and he grinned and shifted, "look in the green banded chest. You will find a salt crystal dagger coated with ash. You will only have. "Roxy vaults up the stairs and the voice that replies from the second floor now has the tone of a girl who got away with doing something naughty. "Good night!"On cue, the front door opens; Bill and Marlene walk through. "So how was it?" my aunt asks."Uneventful," I lie, turning off the television.Bill has stopped in the middle of taking off his jacket and he looks around, like a bear noticing a foreign scent in his den. The analogy couldn't be more appropriate. Uncle Bill is sorter than me, but. She was almost wearing a fluorescent lime green bikini. It was "almost" because although her barely-there thong bottoms were visible, her top was on the towel next to her instead of on her. If it wasn't for the thin green stripe that encircled her waist, and then disappeared into the crack of her tight firm ass, she would have seemed to be totally naked.Freddie got Jerry's attention, and called him over to the window. When Jerry saw his hot little sister down below them, he got an idea. "You. It seems that whatever I do, I bring a bunch of energy to it. That energy can intimidate people into going along with what I say, even when I’m wrong. That’s why it’s hugely important to me to have friends who aren’t afraid to tell me that I’m full of shit.”She nodded slowly, then asked, “Okayyy, so why isn’t spanking a grown woman ‘full of shit?’”“Well, first off, you liked it, right?”“Uh, based on some of my past choices, that’s no guarantee it wasn’t full of shit.”He laughed, “Good point. Me.