> "No.  This involves your father's wife and maybe your father for all I
> know."  T'grat said as Meena moved towards the door   "Please I'd welcome
> any suggestions you might have too."  
> 
> He turned back to Lacey and quickly began explaining what had happened that
> afternoon.
> 
> "I can't deal with it on my own anymore."  he admitted finally  "I can't
> physically watch everyone I -know- is involved in this.... and there could
> be any number of others that I -don't- know about."  He looked at Lacey and
> Meena with despair in his eyes.  "If anything happens to Greta ......"
> 
"We will manage something, even if it means calling the right to search 
again on Lars, Greta and Alyne. I would rather feud with Haarkon than put 
those choldren in danger, and I know Naomi would agree. " Lacey said 
"Lets just watch them very close until Naomi gets back and then see if 
she has any ideas."

Just then they heard trumpeting outside and Lacey became flushed.

"Garnet! No, not now!" she cried, but there was no stopping the passion 
of her dragon. She stood up, walking through the door, heat profusing her 
body, with T'grat following, struggling with Malachite.

(Malachite, no....Greta!)

But there was no stopping the dragons. The bright metallic red Queen 
soared the skies, trumpeting her challange to all the male dragons, 
dipping and diving, laughing at them.

(None of you are worthy!)

She tantalized them, while on the ground below her rider swayed and 
taunted the men. This was only the second time, Garnet had flown and the 
men gathered around hopefully, pushing their dragons onward. Last time an 
outsider had won.....not this time!

One dragon drew close then the Queen dove down and ;aughed as he shot 
past her. That laugh turned to an outraged cry as she felt claws grab her 
from below.

(Not fair!)

The green dragon roared and laughed (You are mine!)

(Yes, Malachite, you are worthy)

The dragons soared for the mountains to spend their passion, as T'grat 
picked up Lacey in his arms, pulling off her clothes as he leaned down to 
kiss her passionately. Her dropped her shirt on the path, leaning down to 
take a nipple into his mouth. Her moans of passion reached the ears of 
the other disappointed dragonriders, before they disappeared from sight 
into a side building.

T'grat lay her down and pulled her pants from her quickly, stripping 
himself hastily.

"You are mine!" he roared, as he thrust into her hard.

Lacey screamed in passion, lost totally in the sensations as she pulled 
him to her. "Yes, yours.....all yours" she murmmured.

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NRPG: Tag, Les!

Btw, remember, Malachite was the one guarding the kids and Greta *egrin*


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