"Call me Vis! I am nobody's 'Miss,' Beth."Call me Vis! I am nobody's 'Miss,' Beth. I am a bloodied warrior and a true lover of women and nobody calls me anything but my name!" She laughed again. "I cannot imagine being a 'Miss' anything." She paused, thinking soberly, then said "Come, sit. Tell me your tales." I sat by her side and did as she asked, telling her my tales. I had very few by that time, although I think I had more than Myr. She had heard all of Myr's before, except for the ones about loving me. Myr managed to make me blush strongly with her talk, embarassing me with her frank talks about my beauty and my enthusiasms. I had a little revenge by replying back in kind, although it later in the conversation just how much I had revealed about myself in the doing. I drank beer, too, and I'm afraid I became a little drunk. Eventually, as the night grew cool I found myself lying against Vis' body, my head on her thigh, when I felt her hand caress the top of my head. That may not sound like much, but it was ecstacy to me. "You are very beautiful, Beth'Sany." "Th... thank you, Vis." "Don't thank me, Beth'Sany. If you have a deity, thank Her, for she gave you that beauty. |