MORNING AFTERGLOW...My Point of Viewby tcs1963I open our bedroom door, looking inside, I see you're still sleeping. Since the beginning, I have always... loved to watch you sleep. So vulnerable, yet strong and beautiful.You're laying there prone on your tummy. Our blanket tangled around those beautiful legs. The wrapping barely covers your nakedness. The glow of my handprint still glows vivid pink on your cheeks.You are wearing my old and faded April Wine concert t-shirt as your nightgown, as. I didnt ask Janey about that, assuming she wanted to be fair in that regard, as well.At least they were all attractive, but I weeded out all but three, just on my impression of their competence and whether they were really able to fit my needs, and one of those weeded out, just to show it WAS important to do business, was the most attractive of the lot.But the three remaining were attractive enough that I would have hit on them if they showed me any interest in a bar or on a plane.Janey set up. If he came at her again, he would not live long. Part of her power came from something other. All she knew was it was from one family member from the far past that had gained this power.He charged her with a roar and she allowed him to grab her in a bear hug. He squeezed for only a second then collapsed to the floor lifelessly. She felt stronger than she had in decades. She had just drawn out his life energy and fed on it. She would need to leave her home now. This was the one skill she was. . the same thing that I’m about to do to you,” I quipped cryptically, knowing that she would take the bait on an instinctive level.“What’s that?” the lady on the other end asked me.“I hereby claim your body as mine. And those of your cohorts with you. Step into my parlor, you flies. The Spider has something for you,” I laughed as I waited for the lady’s reaction.I heard a scream, and then another, followed by a third and fourth. There were no other screams, which told me how many adversaries I.