"But you will find no answers. At least, not yet." Yes my Lady."She stared at one of the few tapestries that graced the walls in her chambers. "I unde...rstand you encountered Cymra the Black." Yes." Describe her."Aerick shuddered at the memory. "She was armored in black, her skin was like alabaster. She wore no helmet, and was bald. She carried some kind of enchanted blade, and she was able to survive a soul-drinker arrow. Is there some way to kill her?" Yes. But that is not your task." She. "It's OK, Megan; I've known for a long time," I whispered."You have?" she looked startled."Megan, I'd have to be blind to have not seen the attraction between you two. I remember a certain crazy redhead spending an afternoon over there once and coming home all happy and giggly ... for all I know, you might have already done something together," I said, leering at her."No we haven't!" she swore. I wondered what the color in her cheeks was for then. I had enough stories here to catch up on to. Mellow jazz was on the stereo. First, Dorothy came out. She leaned over and gave Steve a loving kiss on the lips. ‘I hope you like this, lover,’ she said huskily. She stood in front of him and undid the robe. She was wearing the sheer peignoir that she had modeled earlier for Louise. Slowly she swayed to the music. She cupped her breasts and held them out to Steve, then turned, bent over, and lowered her panties just enough for him to see the furry mound of her cunt between her legs. ‘How do. “Not quite like at home, is it, Tiger?” I asked quietly. I slipped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. As long as I kept away from the right side of her face and the outside of her right arm, I wasn’t causing her any pain. I had to be a little careful about the right side of my own face as I leaned into her. My burns were more healed than most of hers, but my ear hurt. Apparently, I managed to break the cartilage in the top of my ear when I smashed my face against her trying to.