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Subject: @->-- Only Demons Get Wings

Author:
Hayden

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Date Posted: 19:56:09 12/12/06 Tue
In reply to: Keir 's message, "Will I Get Devil Wings?" on 19:51:12 12/12/06 Tue

He ignored the blush, and sighed heavily. This was going to be difficult, and he would have to take things slow. "Women have breasts, where our chests are flat." There wasn't really anything to do or say in addition to that. He was shirtless, and if he'd seen both genders nude before, well, that should explain it enough. If the kid had questions, Hayden didn't doubt that he'd ask.

He ran a hand conscientiously through his hair. "I'm sure Master has a book on these things he can give you. An anatomy book." Yes, he was coping out. But that was all there was to it.

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Keir
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Date Posted: 20:01:25 12/12/06 Tue

Keir nodded, understanding at once what the vampire meant. But, at the next comment, Keir perked up and shook his head vigorously. "No, sir. I don't want to read anymore. Just...teach me what to do, sir." He leaned forward so that he was on his hands and knees now, and crawled forward to the vampire. "Do I do the same thing as before, sir?" Keir asked, ready, if commanded.

The boy really was something else. And Krev knew that, but he'd never have wanted his little charge to become another blond sex epic. On the contrary, Krev wanted Keir to be boring and not known.

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