Looking back on this experience afterso much time has passed, I am sure that it wasn't that my strokes werewrong but more that Tom wanted a reason to ...touch me.I confess that his touch wasn't all that unpleasant, even if he wasacting like a crude, unmannered stable boy. Which it comes to my mind,is exactly what he was!The scene was manifestly bucolic with cows lowing from a distance, theoccasional clucking of a hen nearby, the smell of hay and horse manurepermeating the air, and the brisk wet. I can’t let them find you yet if they are, with no ID.”“I do not understand why ID so important,” I say to her. “I am this person that I am. If this is not enough, you can say too that I am this person. Your brother can say. Why papers matter more than people?”She explains, and it is long and slow, but at last I begin to understand some.It appears that in this time people have divided the world into pieces that they call countries. There are many countries, and those in one do not trust those. "Tony the diplomat." I decided it wasn't the right time to mention that diplomats were only one step above politicians and two steps above lawyers on the slime scale. "Brad popped my cherry when I was twelve. Six days after my birthday, as a matter of fact. He was seventeen."I didn't know what to say or what she expected, so I just gave her hand another squeeze."It wasn't bad. It just, wasn't... good. The whole thing was over in less than a minute. I'd hear my girlfriends talking about how good. The old man stood and moved around the large desk, “your name son of Demon?”I did not lift my head as I relaxed, “I am called Lyon’s Pride my lord.”I felt the guard shift and held still as the emperor put his old hand on my head, “I accept your soul as my own until I fade. Long may you guard and protect the clan.”He lifted his hand and I came to my feet, “thank you my lord.”He smiled before turning, “it is my honor to lad. Once your grandfather...”I spun at the sound of weapons and glanced.