"Game, set and match, no, Mel trumps me."Bet you won't take all your clothes off."Okay keeping to the metaphor I return serve without a word, unhookin...g my skirt I let it drop to the carpet and my blouse follows suit. Mel doesn't need a bra but Meg and I do so I'm thankful that today, I'm wearing "grown up" undies, dark blue matching bra and panties of cotton with a little discrete lace edging. I unhook my bra and slip off my panties with an air of triumph and gesture at Mel and Meg. Mad Mel. THAT was a definite treat that I should have seen coming, but didn't at all."Hey, baby brother, it ain't rocket science. It's all about pleasing our man. You're the most wonderful guy in the world, as far as we're concerned, so get used to it. We're not stupid here. We know what a catch our sweet brother is. We're determined not to let you get away. Whatever it takes to please and serve you, we'll go for it, honey. We're going to be your slaves or servants in the eyes of the law, anyway, so. For'mya and the others will win, or they will be dead. If that is the case gentlemen you had better prepare the entire Union army, because I can guarantee you King Leonidas will take them all the way to the High Coven home world if they kill his son and concubine."Vistr and Vengal looked at each other.For'mya had her arm poised to strike out with the Shakur blade as she hugged the corner of the palace entrance into the main foyer. Her nose twitched and her new wolf ears detected the softest. Before doing so, however, I decided to turn my head barely enough to strain my eyes to the right and see her face, to be sure her eyes weren’t looking in my direction. When I saw that she appeared to be focusing once again on her meal, I felt secure enough to once again admire her feet. When I slowly aimed my dilated pupils downward, the scene was quite different. The woman was once again wearing her shoes….or rather I should say she was wearing her left shoe. Her legs were now crossed, right.