Your mind wasn't really created to do those things.Your mind wasn't really created to do those things." Kitty smiled and said, "And your body wasn't designed for some of the things you put it through, either, I suppose." "Exactly," Aaden said, grinning. "Except Ken would disagree with you," Kitty said. "Would he?" Aaden asked. "How so?" "Everything comes back to the desire to procreate. That's his claim. Music, Dance, Love. He told me people just do those to get laid." Aaden laughed. "How crudely put! Still, I suppose it's possible. But that doesn't describe me, and it doesn't describe you. I only like males, Kitty. There's little chance of procreation there, M'Lady. And you've fallen in love with a Dragon." "Maybe I'm just being protective." "Does the why matter?" Aaden asked. "And as for sex, M'Lady, you've two hands, and he's quite a tongue. I don't see why you two couldn't have some interesting times together." Kitty scowled at him, then laughed. "What the Hell," she said. "It was only a month ago I was willing to be turned into a Centaur." Aaden laughed and said, "I'm glad that's a decision I shall never have to make. Come back with me?" Kitty nodded and Aaden led them back to the camp. Pendor had lain his head down on the grass, eyes open. Kitty walked up alongside him and touched his shoulder, caressing his neck gently until she reached the ridge that ran along the top of his head, scratching. |