Tired of feeling sorry for myself again I noticed Guy Goodman would be playing at JSP’s new Jazz-n-Dreams club. I digged in my closet for a proper dress. Lol - there’s no such thing. I chose what looked like the most appropriate, bought a pair of ballerinas at Shiny Things and off I went.
Mr. Goodman [...]
The winterish cold was killing me. I shouted and called the iron dragon back. I knelt before him and begged him to take me back home.
He smiled. I was not worthy, he said. I still had not fully paid my debt to the Goddess, he added.
With a turn of his head, I found myself [...]
He stood at the bright light of the noon sun. It was hot and I felt my furr warmed up and smiled. We looked at each other for a moment and I could feel his friendly nature behind his imponent air.
He knelt and invited me to jump on his back… and so I did. Slowly, [...]
