She wanted her lovers to be beneficiaries at her death.I had two objections to the fund. I had no wish to benefit fromBarbara's death, and I wanted to... retain full financial independence -but when a woman you love is thwarted by mere intellectual principles,then those principles become history.The change in Barbara was magical - she had untold wealth and it wasunwanted and ignored by her friends - now she felt she was fullyaccepted."Playtime!" Barbara announced. "Fifi, you must be punished for. She was always very friendly and being I hadn’t seen her in a few years, she had definitely grown up and as I looked at her while I stood by the beer cooler, I again started to fantasize about being with her. Thinking back to this moment at the barbecue, I finally realized that she had probably been trying to give me hints that she was interested for a long time, but naively I never got it. As I regained my composure, and continued to check her out, I thought, “How nice to be able to talk to. Vix don't have the same vocal equipment as us humans and need artificial speakers for human speech. "I'm Darma and this is my sister Garma."Twins?"Thanks," I said. "I feel better mistaking you for the same Vix." You're our favorite human!" Garma said. "We forgive you!"An advantage of telepathic linking is seeing things from someone else's viewpoint—I caught the teasing that I might have missed. Voders are good, but Vix voders still sound mechanical—if you know what I mean. If not—sorry, but. "The man-flesh awakes! But is it a tark? Or a strawhead?" their leader hissed at the others.Its companions looked at you with a hint of fear, but mostly with cruel intentions. The words rang familiar to you.You were in the world Tolkien came up with. Lord of the Rings...Sauron, Galadriel, and all the others. And that's where you find yourself now, in a tree, surrounded by Orcs who have god-knows-what in store for you.======================================================Hello and welcome to one.