”She paused with a look of wry bitterness.“Or to speak quite plainly Margot. I became sex-starved!”Iris looks at me boldly,” Tell me Margot, h...as this life deprived you of sex?”I put down my glass; surprised at her candour. Yet suddenly I felt activated.“Why dam it Iris, Yes It has!” I declared wryly, “ I’ve been badly starved of sex! Why I even get envious if I see dogs at it in the street! “ I said unflinchingly.”Iris laughed mirthlessly, “Like a bitch on heat Margot?” And placing a hand on my. ..I was straight! Ipulled my hand away and slurred, "I'm sorry, I gotta get home." I made ahasty retreat towards the door. My friends made some jokes about me being alightweight, and I stumbled into the cool night air.I lived close enough to the bar that I could walk, maybe 6-7 blocks. Theair was cool and moist, and gave me goosebumps on my shaven and exposedlegs. It was late by now, maybe 3am, and most of the Halloween revelerswere passed out or in bed by now. My heels clicked on the pavement. ’ Finally he was thinking, now I can look at what he has to read. Justin scanned the books but there was a limited style of topics on the shelf so he decided on a magazine one of the captions that caught his eye was ‘How to make any woman want you!’ Wow he thought I could use that now that I’m not married to the military, I can find a good woman and settle down so maybe this could help besides it will give me something to do one the plane. ‘Now boarding Delta flight 227 at terminal F2 non. ‘Each of us is tutored by a god or goddess, the deity of war. You should have been trained from the age of eighteen.’ I pursed my lips. At eighteen I’d been locked in my parents’ attic. At thirteen my past life memories had come rushing in, driving me mad and it was assumed I was merely schizophrenic. With no doctor to treat me in our small town I’d been stowed away as a secret, only able to run away five years ago. If my parents were still alive I had no idea, and frankly I didn’t care. ‘It.