People dont remain the sa. You cant. Even those who are obsessed by a certain ti in their life, the music, the clothes, the hairstylein the end they beco a parody of themselves. All those middle-aged guys rocking out at AC/DC concerts arent reliving their youth, theyre trying to avoid their present. And theres no way to do that for more than a couple of hours.
You change. Its better to embrace it and treat it like an upgrade. Level up. Of course, just because you learn things and co to new conclusions, doesnt an youre a better persondifferent doesnt always equal improventbut learning new things is often a route to personal growth.
Take , for example. I used to be terrified of big monsters. Lets be frank, I used to be terrified of small monsters. I used to lose my shit hunting rabbits. Now I was in a clearing full of ogres and assorted other beasties, and running away and hiding was no longer at the top of my list. Sure, it was still in the top three, but softly, softly catchee monkey.
I returned Flossies pleading look for help with a serious nod. She had got herself into an awkward situation in order to rescue her beloved Dudley, and even if it was a rash thing to do without consulting the rest of us, that didnt an I was going to abandon her.
Yes, the Ogre Magi was a fearso creature, and the magi part of the na suggested so magical ability to boot, but I strode across the clearing without any concern for my own safety, straight over to where Claire was standing.
Claire, go talk to that giant furball and find out what the challenge is.
You see? I had already gained enough maturity to know it wasnt all about . I was more than willing to share the spotlight.
? said Claire, in cowardly fashion. Why ?
You know what Im like around won. Horribly misunderstood. Even my own girlfriend thinks Im a dick. I paused for her to disagree. She did not. You have the whole sisters vibe going on. I just dont have that kind of rapport with the opposite sex. And you have the other obvious advantage. You can see what shes thinking.
Claire rolled her tongue around inside her mouth. She was obviously trying to think of a way to decline the offer.
Maurice, support your woman.
Huh? said Maurice, like any loving boyfriend would. They both looked over at the enormous ogre, gulped, and then returned their attention to . Maurice adjusted his glasses. Shouldnt we have a plan or sothing?
Thats why you need to go talk to her. Guys, co on. Have we learned nothing? How many tis have we assud monsters are going to try and kill us, only to find out theyre more scared of us than we are of them?
Twice, said Maurice with great certainty.
Yes, exactly. And this could be number three. Theyre just like us, when you get past the superficial stuff.
Claire and Maurice looked at the Ogre Magi again, a giant hulk made to look even bigger by the small, desperate figure of Flossie cowering beneath it.
Sotis a monster is a monster, said Claire.
They laugh, they cry, they eat rabbits and shit out bunnicorns. Sa as us. Well, similar. Approach with respect, as equalsno better, no worseand see what she wants. And how best to trick her into letting us go without a fight. Go on.
Hesitantly, they pigeon-stepped their way towards Flossie, whose eyes lit up as reinforcents arrived. So people set the bar very low.
Can I have a word with you? said Jenny. Alone.
Okay. I looked around. The others were hanging back, waiting to see which way the wind was blowing. Laney and her rcenaries would be useful if we got into a fight. Biadet could be a ga changer, as long as she felt like helping. Keezy, at least, would be a buffer between and ogre-geddon.
But there were so many ogresmore seed to have arrived since the magi turned upit would be hard to fight them all, dumb and easily distracted as they were.
Colin?
I looked back at Jenny who had been waiting for to snap out of my reverie. Sorry. Over here?
I took few steps into the trees so we werent directly observable by the others. I didnt know what Jenny wanted to talk about, but it was possible it would be a declaration of love and a quick blowjob. Im not saying it was likely, but a good leader considers all options.
She stood with her back to a tree, leaning against it and took a deep breath, making her breasts rise. It was difficult not to think about tearing open her shirt and kissing everything inside.
Dont look at like that.
My expression was completely blank. Just because my thoughts were lewd, didnt an I allowed them to show on my face. I have enough experience being around won who have absolutely no interest in to be able to keep my lustful thoughts to myself.
Look at you like what?
Colin, I can feel it when you think dirty thoughts about . It isnt pleasant.
That smarted. Imagine what it would be like if won always knew when you were fantasising about them. Its hard enough to face them when you get caught sneaking a look at brazenly displayed cleavage, if they knew the kinds of scenarios we put them in inside our heads, male-female relations would be seriously compromised. And rightly so. We think so sick shit.
Jenny, I cant help the way I feel about you. Im not going to force myself on you, but you cant take away my need for you. I can resist it, but I cant turn it off.
But you are forcing yourself on , she said angrily. Every ti I sense your lust for , it floods with desire. Its like a drug that takes away my self-control. If a guy slipped sothing into my drink that made want to fuck him, what would you call that?
I knew what I would call that, and what she was calling , and I wasnt having it.
What youre feeling isnt ketamine or so date-rape drug. Its just how love works. Hormones are chemicals, drugs manufactured by the body. And Im not feeding them to you. The love potion you got tricked into taking was from your Queen. An anti-love potion. It stopping your true feelings getting through, but they cant be stopped. Real Jenny is leaking. That thing youre fighting to maintain control, thats the true owner of this body trying to reclaim it. Youre the trespasser here.
I was talking with great passion, probably because I was suffering from severe blue-balling and this seed like the most important battleground of my life. If Id had ti for a quick wank, I probably wouldve been much more relaxed about the whole thing. Sure, you go do you, Ill be over here making a sandwich. Do we have any pickles?
Jenny lowered her chin and stared at her chest. It was hard not to do likewise. I accept I used to feel that way about you. It isnt a mystery to anymore how I could possibly want to be with you. She looked up at and licked her lips. There have been monts when Ive wanted you. Really badly wanted you. Her breathing was heavier now. But its confusing. My body seems to react in a way my mind cant comprehend. I dont know you, but I hunger for your touch. I dont like being a slave to my emotions.
It was very hard to not push in on her. To be with a girl you wanted more than anyone, who was telling you she had feelings for you, and not to act was difficult, but she was also saying she distrusted those feelings, considered them to be no more than an artificially produced state of mind.
My history with her, intimate as it was, didnt allow to dismiss her concerns. Not because she had a right to refuse those desires, but because Im an insecure idiot. What if these were her true feelings? What if everything up to now had been a mistake? If I could brainwash her brainwashing, would that reveal her true self?
As is probably obvious, I wasnt thinking very clearly. I am not a great pickup artist. I dont chase won. If Jenny hadnt made all the moves, I probably wouldnt have ended up with her. We can grow and change, but our flaws remain embedded, ready to drag us back when the struggle becos too much.
I want you to do sothing for , said Jenny, her mouth not very far from mine. My heart was thumping hard.
What?
I want you to let kiss you. Dont kiss back, dont push it any further. I just want to see what it does to . Okay?
I nodded. What was I going to say? No?
Her mouth moved towards mine. I closed my eyes. There was a gentle pressure against my lips. And then a horrific amount of pain as her knee introduced itself to my groin. I slumped to the ground, eyes tightly shut, the sound of her footsteps quickly receding into the woods.
The natural order of things is for the man to pursue the woman. He tries to woo her with charm and gifts and lies, and if she falls for it, they bang. Or get married, or whatever. Biology doesnt require people to be soulmates or to have a love beyond space and ti, it just needs a window of sowhere between seven and fifteen minutes. Everything else is just set dressing.
After that, you can spend your lives together if you want, raise a family, grow bored of each other, start looking at other people as possible alternativesa range of options usually grouped under the umbrella of happily ever after.
But that initial pursuit is the spark that brings you together.
I have never pursued anyone. If I liked soone, the best I could do for them was to leave them alone, I felt. And if they gave an indication I had a chance, I refused to believe it. And then ca Jenny.
She didnt make chase her. She ca after , and I did my best to ignore her, but I couldnt. And I was grateful for her persistence.
Two things brought relief as I lay, betrayed, in a foetal position on the forest floor. One, I had my healing magic. Two, when you kick a guy in the nuts, his hands instinctively go to his balls. Even through the pain, I was able to lay healing hands on my nads.
I got to my feet, very pissed off. I had let my guard down and paid the price. She wasnt Jenny, but she was the only way to get Jenny back. And whatever rights she had as a human being to choose her own destiny were irrelevant. My right to be rejected by the real Jenny superseded hers. If Jenny ca back and told she didnt want to know, fine. But this proxy had no right to cut loose on Jennys behalf.
I ran after her. There were so sounds up ahead, breaking twigs, possibly dirt being kicked. I ducked and weaved, no sight of her but I ran on, convinced I was headed in the right direction.
A bugle sounded, clear and sharp. It caught by surprise, distracting . I stumbled and crashed through so shrubs, branches scratching at my face. I fell, rolled, got back onto my feet to find Jenny standing in front of . Behind her stood at least a hundred n, swords drawn and pointing at .
They say it is better to have loved and lost, but rejection can be so very painful.
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