Flight of Fancy

(Eliza)
I had hit the jackpot. After all this time I had finally come across a bounty that would leave me living comfortably for a very long time. Two million Limbo bucks for the head of Dragor, the Saurian Casanova.

I could live with that. Two million Limbo bucks, that is. The price was to be paid by a private citizen. An extremely wealthy fellow whose young, virginal daughter had been deflowered by force by the fiend. There was also a cash reward put up by Warden Lockup of Penal Planet Ten. His reward wasn’t as nearly as much as the other. Only 500,000 Limbo bucks. It was all in the news feeds that Dragor had escaped while being transferred from the Asylum Planet to the Penal Planet. He was considered armed and dangerous; his most dangerous weapon being his fire breath. Once that huge reward was put up for his head, just about every bounty hunter in Limbo, and some outside of Limbo, flooded the galaxy trying to find the elusive Mobster. Everybody was searching for him, but I determined in my mind that I would be the one to find him.

Equipped with my electrified restraints, infrared goggles, and sonar equipment, I headed out from my cave to begin my search. I had to do all my work at night for daylight is deadly to my kind. Word has it that one of his favorite night spots was the Sini*Star Diner on Fence. It would be dangerous for him to hang around a place like that for it was crawling with bounty hunters. He'd have to be crazy to be caught there. Then again, he did escape from an asylum. Besides, I had to start my search somewhere and I could usually count on Harry to provide me with useful information. When I had all of my weapons and equipment in place I straightened my mouse-gray tresses and left my cave to mount my space cycle, the Shadow Chaser. I usually fly where I have to go, but Fence was a bit of a distance from my home. I knew I had to work fast because daylight was approaching in six hours. I activated the Shadow Chaser and sped off to Fence. Watch out Dragor. Eliza Nosferatu is on your trail.


(Dragor)
Ah! Freedom! I was sooo glad to get out of that asylum! True, they did provide some sort of security, but it was BORING! Besides, I only stayed there until I could finally get my hands on that pretty doc of mine. But alas, I had played a little too rough, and she departed from this world. A pity; that was my greatest conquest ever. I only regret that insect she called a mate wasn't there to see it...though he did get the results. I heard he placed a bounty on my head. Only five hundred grand? What a joke! Now the one who placed the two million bounty, that was something. Oh, how I enjoyed his pretty child. Well, I wasn't too bad; I'm pretty picky in my tastes. I only go after females who have hit puberty. That's it. My favorites are the virgins. Ooh, the pride of being the first conqueror...it's something she'll never forget, that's for certain.

I finally arrive at the Sini*Star diner, completely cloaked. I may be crazy, but I wasn't stupid. Besides, I'm curious to know what kind of hunters my head has attracted. I do hope there are some...attractive ones out there. I feel the need for a good fight, especially the kind where you end up in bed.


(Eliza)
When I entered the diner everyone looked towards the door as usual. You had to be aware of who was coming and going in these parts. Being caught unawares could cost you your life. I nodded a greeting to the usuals. Spike tried to hit on me as always, which I found quite humorous.

“Hey, Echo, why don’t you come and sit on my lap so I can tell you a story?”

“And what type of story would that be, Spike?”

“A love story, starring you and me.”

“I’m in no mood for fairy tales, dear. I have important business to take care of.”

“Aww, you’re breaking my heart!”

“That’s not all I’ll break if you don’t stop hitting on me!” Bandit and Cyclops thought that was hilarious. Spike didn’t like the fact that they were laughing at his expense, so he put his head down and turned his attention back to his drink. I sat down at the bar and ordered my usual.

“Harry, give me Sangria, extra blood with salt on the edges.”

“One Sangria, extra blood coming right up!” Harry warbled. As I drank my drink down, I noticed someone out of the corner of my eye sitting a few bar stools down . He seemed to be staring at me. I couldn’t really tell because he was wearing a thick, heavy cloak.


(Dragor)
Ooh, someone new has come in. Dear gods, she was a beaut! I had to keep myself from laughing at Spike's lame attempt at seducing her. Honestly, a rock has more luck than those three bums combined. But then again, I don't blame him. What a catch. A pity it'll only go to the best. Hmm, where shall I take her? My precious aerie hidden in the Lightyear Limit? The forests of Bedlama? Or maybe somewhere on Earth...oh, the possibilities! I tell you, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. Just looking at that lethal enchantress, I could tell she was a fighter. Good...I enjoy a challenge. Harry seems to know her. Perhaps I'll ask him. I would like to get to know a gal before I...play with her.


(Eliza)
Now I've been in situations where a man was undressing me with his eyes, but this mystery man seemed to have a lot more going on in his mind. No matter. I was used to being stared at and hit on. That's the price of having a perfect body. Eventually he turned his attention to Harry and ordered a drink. I noticed he ordered raw hot chili peppers with a Limbo Cooler. I thought that was a very odd, and potentially explosive combination. I went back to minding my own business when Harry came back and placed another glass of Sangria in front of me.

"I didn't order another drink, Harry."

"I know, but the gentleman to your left said he's paying."

"Oh, how nice of him."

"Oh, and he also wrote a little note for you."

Harry slid the note in front of me. It said 'top or bottom, front or back? Which do you prefer?' I was kind of bored that night, so I decided to humor him with the answer 'all of the above.' I slid the paper back to Harry, who gave my reply to the mystery man. I couldn't wait to see how he would respond.


(Dragor)
'All of the above', huh? Man, this chick is hot! She's also perfect! I was a little antsy anyways. I told the others that I'd meet them at one of the brothels of Plunn-Dar's Fourth Moon, but...I've just made other plans. I jotted down an invitation to a candlelight dinner at Crimea River tonight. I made sure to put in all the Casanova charm into that little note. Once I was satisfied, I slipped the note to Harry, who gave my response to the alluring temptress. About a few minutes later I got a reply.


(Eliza)
A candlelight dinner by the Crimea River one mile north of Weeping Falls tonight? Well, well, this one was certainly a charmer. Definitely better than Spike's suggestion of a wrestling match. So far I was impressed. I wrote my final response and passed it back to Harry. I knew tonight wasn't good, but tomorrow night I would definitely be there.


(Dragor)
Ooh, tomorrow night, huh? Well...I suppose it'll do. This one is definitely a tease. I made one last reply saying I couldn't wait and to expect a big surprise. After handing the note to Harry, I left the diner and returned to my aerie, where I decided to prepare for tomorrow. Hmm, a sleeping drug coated on the champagne glass, a potpourri incense burner...tomorrow is going to be good!


(Eliza)
About an hour before dawn, I headed for home. I hadn’t been able to come across any useful information about the bounty. Harry didn’t even have anything to tell me, but he said he’d keep his eyes open. Deep in the dark recesses of my cave I settle down on the couch with a chilled glass of tomato and celery juice. I had my fill of blood for the night, so I didn’t add any to my beverage to make homemade Sangria. I turned on the holovision to see what was going on in the world. I would have watched the news but all the reporters spoke about was Dragor’s escape, and they had no new information to offer. I decided to turn to the Performing Arts Channel to watch a concert featuring the work of the ancient composer Vivaldi. He’s my favorite composer next to Beethoven. As I sipped on my drink, I thought about my cloaked suitor. I couldn’t believe I made a date with him and I didn’t even ask him his name. Come to think of it, he didn’t ask me mine either. No matter. We both knew exactly where we were to meet. After finishing off my drink, I prepared for my daily ritual. At exactly dawn (don’t ask my how my body knows this, but it does) I transform from Vampire Bat to Vamp. In my Vamp form I am wingless and furless with a dark olive complexion. I’m told I have blood red lips, but I’ve never seen my reflection. The only reason I have an idea about that is a portrait a cousin of mine painted of me once. We stayed up for a while in our Vamp forms so he could do the painting. I have it hanging in my study.

The following night I woke from my deep slumber at twilight. Since I was up, I decided to prepare for that little rendezvous by the Crimea River. I usually don’t wear dresses, but I decided to wear a simple black gown. I accessorized with a pair of diamond stud earrings and a diamond studded choker which had belonged to my great great grandmother. I also made sure to conceal a weapon in a holster attached to my garter. I never leave home unarmed.

When I made it to Bedlama, I parked the Shadow Chaser and activated the cloaking device. Something I've been using ever since a wannabe thief tried to steal my cycle and crashed it ten seconds later. It wasn't long before I made it to the spot my suitor invited me to. I didn't see him, but I did see the picnic was already set up.

"Hullo? Are you there, Mystery Man?" I immediately knew someone else was there when I felt a tingling down my spine. I looked around and still couldn't see anybody. I sure wished I had brought my infrared goggles. Being in bat form, my eyesight wasn't all that great. I finally decided to sit down on the blanket and wait. What else could I do?


(Dragor)
Ah, she's here. And she looks so exquisite! Still cloaked, I figured it was best she didn't know about her secret admirer...at least not until dessert. I came out of the shadows after a few minutes, surprising her. I noticed she had her hand on her thigh. Hmm...

"I'm glad you decided to accept my invitation." I said. "It's not everyday I see a charming, beautiful woman such as yourself."

"Oh, you are a charmer." she replied. "But I've had others compliment me on my looks."

"Indeed. I can't say I blame them. You are, after all, a mortal goddess sent by the heavens."

"Flatterer."

"I mean it. In fact, I've been meaning to ask you something."

"Oh? If it's an invitation to bed, I'll have to refuse."

"What was an alluring enchantress such as yourself doing in a place like Fence?"

"For the Sangrias. Harry makes the best around."

"I suppose he is useful, for a robot. But it's dangerous for a lovely lady to be out by herself, especially in these dreadful times."

"You mean about the fact that maniac is on the loose? To tell you the truth, I could handle the likes of the Saurian Casanova." Well informed, brave and beautiful. I like this girl already.


(Eliza)
Still cloaked, my mysterious suitor sat across from me and began to set out our meal. Raw oysters, asparagus, red wine and strawberries and cream for desert. I figured this one must have been well read on erotic foods.

"So, tell me about yourself, lovely lady."

"Well for starters, my name is Eliza, but I'm better known as Echo in these parts. How about you? I'm sure you have a name."

"You'll know soon enough. But first I want to know more."

"Well, you already know that I'm a bounty hunter. What else do you want to know."

"I want to know more about your...tastes." By the way he spoke that last word, I figured he was referring to my sexual tastes.

"Well, you certainly don't waste your time getting personal. I don't really discuss my...tastes. I prefer to demonstrate them. But I don't demonstrate to strangers. Tell me your name," I requested as I took a sip of wine


(Dragor)
"No talk, all action." I said. "I'm the same way." She's drinking from the rigged glass. Excellent.

"You haven't told me your name." Echo replied. Boy, she stays right to the point. Ah, well. May as well get the game going. I enjoyed the look of surprise on her face when I removed my cloak.

"I think you already know who I am, my sweet." I said, grinning.

"Dragor...you've just made my job easier." She then drew her weapon and fired. Damn! Should've seen that one coming. But the drug I planted should be starting to take effect anytime soon.


(Eliza)
I had a feeling I was dealing with the Saurian Casanova, but I had to be sure. I didn't want to shoot up an innocent fellow. I quickly drew my weapon and fired. It was a direct hit to the shoulder. He stumbled backward, but he didn't seem to be wounded. In fact, he seemed to be laughing at my attempt to take him down.

"You're going to have to do better than that, my dear."

I reached up to my choker. I had a little surprise concealed in it. I pressed the third diamond to the left which activated the Shadow Chaser. I was about to reach into the weapon storage to retrieve my electro restraints when I suddenly felt very light headed.

"What's the matter? Feeling a little sleepy?" I immediately thought of the wine glass. The bastard had drugged me! I managed to curse him out a bit before passing out.

When I regained consciousness, the first thing I noticed was that something was touching my face. The feeling had moved down to my neck by the time I was fully awake. I then realized what I was feeling. Someone was kissing me and I knew who it had to be. I was on my back on a bed in...someplace. I couldn't figure out where. I tried to get up and push that cad off of me but he had my wrists tied to the bed posts! Seeing I was helpless for the time being, I relaxed and gave up my struggle. I found myself smiling. What he was doing felt quite pleasurable. Maybe I should have been ashamed of thinking that, but I was too busy enjoying those sensations.


(Dragor)
No, no, no no! This isn't how it was supposed to be! She fought a little, then gave up. No!! Gods, either I'm that great at pleasing her or this chick is smart. All of my victims--and I do mean ALL--fought a hell of a lot longer than this! I enjoy it when they fight, I admit that. It makes the conquest so much sweeter. That bounty hunter must know that; it's the only way this could be so easy.

"Only a few seconds and already you're broken." I remarked. "Well, that's a new record."

"Who says you broke me?" Echo replied. Spunky. "I must admit, Dragor, I expected more from you."

"And I expected more of a fight from you."

"Why would I want to fight? I'm helpless as it is." Oh, she's good, but not good enough. "Besides...I'm interested in your...tastes." She's good; definitely very experienced.

"Well, I am extremely dominant, as you can see." I bragged. "Some of my friends say I'm quite the sadist."

"The inflicting of pain to produce sexual pleasure. Named after the Marquis de Sade for his own...tastes and his books."

"Well read in Terran culture, I see."

"Been on Earth a couple of times. Such imagination these humans have."

"Indeed."


(Eliza)
So, the rumors were right. He was a sadist all right. I decided to mess with his mind a little.

"Have you ever heard of the Duchess of Madradagga of Plunn-Dar? The one whose greatest pleasure was to receive pain until she would reach a quite dramatic climax?"

"Yeah, I might have heard of her."

"Well, then...hurt me lover. I'm totally at your mercy!" I begged, as I completely relaxed in his clutches. Oh, the expression on his face was classic! He actually looked like he had no idea what to do! I tried so very hard not to laugh. If I had, that would have given everything away. "What's the matter? Never dealt with a masochist before? Let me help you. I want hot wax, alligator clips, the paddle, the whip, you can even pinch and bite me if you want. You don't even have to restrain me. I won't run away. I want you to enjoy my cries of pain more than anything."

He sat there on top of me, staring as if he couldn't believe what I was saying. I'm probably the only woman who ever left him speechless. He finally spoke.

"Just my luck to kidnap a masochist! Oh well, might as well make the best of it!" To my surprise, he got off the bed and went over to a chest of drawers and began to gather all sorts of instruments of torture. Oh dear! This is not how I expected him to react! I thought he'd give up and let me go, seeing that I wasn't going to put up a fight! Me and my big mouth!


(Dragor)
So the lady likes pain, huh? Well...let's see what we got here. A leather whip with metal studs, a few nipple clamps. Oh, and some peroxide. It's not like I enjoy killing my victims. Once they're dead, the fun ends.

"All right," I said. "But I do hope you're bluffing." For effect, I put on some music. Minuet, C Major. Now, for the torture to begin.


(Eliza)
As he laid his playthings on the bed I tried to distract him with a little conversation.

"Oh, you have very good taste in music. I listen to that one in particular when I take my bubble bath." No response. He seemed to be organizing his instruments. He finally picked up the whip. I nearly had a heart attack when I saw the studs. What was he trying to do, kill me? "Uh, Dragor, deary, I'd really like to survive to enjoy my next session." He then took the whip, plopped it on my face leather side down, and slid it down to my chest.

"Very well. I'll use a plain leather one. What's your favorite color?"

"Ummm...blue." He put the studded whip back and pulled out a bright blue one. He even has different colors? This guy is a lunatic! He straddled me again and did the same thing he did before with the other whip.

"Will this suffice?"

"Oh, yes. Very lovely." I was starting to get nervous. I hoped it wasn't showing on my face. He then laid the whip across my chest, held my chin with one hand and reached over with the other. He then forced my mouth open and inserted some kind of bit into my mouth.

"Don't want you biting your tongue off and choking on it. Besides, this bit won't muffle your screams as much as a sock or gag." Oh, gods, how was I going to get out of this one! "Hmm...you look a bit nervous. Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Oh, I'm fine, deary. Do your worst!" I mumbled around the bit. I should have never said that. I got through the whipping pretty well. The clamps weren't too bad...until he removed them after thirty minutes. I was in so much pain! And it stung even when he blew on them. I was trying to maintain my composure, but he had managed to bring me to tears. He seemed pleased with that. There was a point in time when I thought he was finished. But that was just the beginning!

I have no idea how long he tortured me. It seemed like hours. I was a bit relieved when he moved on to doing something more...intimate. At least I got some pleasure out of that. I couldn't figure out what enjoyment the Duchess of Madradagga could have gotten out of such treatment. Dragor eventually untied me after he made me promise not to try to run away. I was too exhausted to even think of doing that. It wasn't long before I fell asleep. Imagine that; a Vampire sleeping at night! Before drifting of, he kissed my cheek and whispered, "You didn't do too bad for your first session. You're a pretty tough girl."

Later on I woke up with a start. I felt like I was trapped. That was because Dragor had his huge arms wrapped around me. He was still asleep so I decided to attempt escape. I realized that was impossible when I looked down at myself. I was in Vamp form! The bastard had kept me past dawn! I realized that I still had to escape from his grip because I had to use the bathroom....very badly. My wriggling must have disturbed him because soon he was awake. I thought it odd that he seemed surprised to see me.

"Hmmm...I screw one beauty and wake up with another. And who might you be?"

"You fool! It's me, Eliza! This is my Vamp form!"

"Oh..."

"You've kept me past dawn! Now I can't go anywhere until night fall!"

"Good. Maybe I can become familiar with your...Vamp form."

Oh no! I thought he'd never let me get to the bathroom! I should have wet his bed. It would've served him right! Fortunately he noticed my discomfort.


(Dragor)
Oh, this is just great! Of all the females in the world, I had to kidnap a Vamp! Haven't seen one of those since before I left Plunn-Dar. They tend to be a bit...vulnerable in daylight, so that meant I had Eliza to myself for a whole day. This could be fun. After she finished washing up, Eliza started to look around.

"Okay," she starts. "Since I'm stuck here, mind telling me where here is?"

"Oh, just a little home of mine." I reply. "One of the few secrets I keep from Mon*Star."

"The Planet Master? The Mob leader?"

"Yep. The only ones who really come here are a few...guests such as yourself and my partner, Jester."

"Interesting..."

"I'll say."

"Either you're really brave or really crazy to keep anything from the infamous Planet Master."

"I'm a little of both, actually. But you have to admit, I'm not that bad."

"Sure, Dray. Sure."

"I'm serious. You hear talk about rape, the first thing that comes to your mind is me. Not that I have anything against it, but...I do have some limits."

"Oh, really?"

"Have you ever looked at my list of victims? All female, either during or past whatever they call puberty. My partner doesn't rape; he lacks the guts. But Mon*Star...oh boy! No one's as bad as him. He'll take anything; kids, males...kinda creepy, even for me."

"Maybe you should add 'single' to your list of limits. Gods know some of your married victims have gotten you in some hot water."

"This is about what happened to my doctor, isn't it?"

"What about her?"

"You mean you don't know?"

She nodded. "Who doesn't?"

"Alas, my dear. The ecstasy I had when I was with precious Katherine. She was my greatest conquest ever. Kept fighting and fighting even when her injuries were critical. And when she drew her last breath...a sad moment." I smiled recalling that memory.

"You dare to call her death sad?! You were the one who killed her!"

"Accidentally!" I protested. "It wasn't like I wanted her dead. She was so much more fun alive."

"No wonder everyone says you're crazy. Do you have any idea what a catastrophe you caused that day?!"

"Oh...I think her mate was a little pissed..."

"A little?! I happen to know for a fact he swore to kill you the next time he sees you."

"Doesn't everyone? Why don't I explain the great conquest in greater detail?" And that's just what I did.


(Eliza)
The fiend made me sit on his lap as he described his 'conquest' as he calls it. He didn't spare any of the sordid details. I should have been completely disgusted and horrified by it, but strangely enough I wasn't. I'm ashamed to say it, but I was actually getting kind of...excited. It didn't take long for Dragor to notice.

"Hmm...looks like you like my little story, naughty girl."

"No...I just...found it very interesting, that's all. Could you...tell me more." Dragor was about to do just that when we were interrupted by a visitor.

"Hey, dragon breath! Open up! I'm here to drop off the profits. Let's make this snappy! I got stuff to do!"

"Dray, who in the world is that?"

"My partner, Jester," he replied with a low groan. "As you can see, he has horrible timing."

"Well, before you let him in, could you let me take shelter from the sunlight? I don't want to get fried as soon as you open the door."

"Of course. You can take shelter in the bathroom. I'll call you when it's safe."

I hid from the deadly rays for a minute or so before Dragor came to fetch me. He said he wanted to introduce me to his partner. At first, I didn't see anyone...until I looked down. There I beheld the tiniest human I had ever seen in my life.

"Eliza, this is my partner, Jester. Jester, I'd like you to meet Eliza."

"Well, well, hello there, Eliza," the tiny man greeted as he took a good long look at me. "Man, Dragor, you certainly know how to pick 'em! She's hot! I know plenty of guys who would pay a pretty penny to spend time with this one!" That's when I got offended.

"Excuse me, but I'm no whore! And I don't appreciate you suggesting that!" I had quickly become annoyed with that little person and hoped Dray would make him leave.

"Hey, lady, I meant it as a compliment!"

"Well, I don't see it that way. There are much better ways to compliment me. Maybe you should take some lessons from Dray." The tiny human got a funny expression on his face as he looked from me to Dragor and back again.

"Ok, Dragon breath, is there something going on here I need to know about? This lady's actually acting like she doesn't mind you or being here!" Dragor then bent down to the mouthy midget's eye level.

"Listen, Jester. Why don't you just give me my half of the profits and be on your way?"

"But..."

"I SAID BEAT IT, PIPSQUEAK!"

"All right, I'm going! Sheesh, you don't have to bite my head off! Here's your half. Later, lizard lips. You too, gorgeous." I was so glad to see him go. I wondered why Dray even put up with that annoying creature.


(Warden Lockup)
A whole week had passed since I last heard from her. I was getting kind of concerned. Last time I heard from her she said she might have a good lead on Dragor's location. She said she would report back to me to let me know how things turned out. I hadn't heard a peep from her since. Maybe she hasn't found him yet. Or maybe...maybe the bastard got his hands on her and did the same thing he did to my dear Katherine and Penelope Cash. It would be just my luck for Dragor to take out my best bounty hunter. I was counting on her to be the key to my revenge, because when that beast gets convicted (and I believe he will) and gets the death penalty (and I'm sure he will) I'll be right there to flip the switch!


(Eliza)
I couldn't believe he kept me there for a whole week! I would have tried to escape sooner but I had no clue of my location. I also had no idea what he did with my Shadow Chaser. There was no way I was going out to wonder the galaxy trying to find my way home. That would be too dangerous for me. Wander too long and I would had been caught in daylight. All in all, I did have an interesting time. He was even kind enough to provide me with fresh blood. He caught some space pigeons that were nesting outside of his aerie. I even got a closer look at the depths of his insanity when he told me he had recorded the time we spent together. Apparently he has hidden cameras set up all over the bedroom. He showed me one of the holovids. It was fascinating to watch because I had never really seen my own face before. He gave me an odd look when I asked him if I could have a copy.

The time finally came when he released me. I could have attempted to capture him when he returned the Shadow Chaser to me, but for some reason I didn't. He led me safely back to Sector 3. I made sure to memorize the directions so I could back track to his aerie at another time. I think he was trying to confuse my senses by taking me a round about way, but my tracking skills are far too advance to be so easily fooled. Imagine his surprise when I showed up on his balcony a couple weeks later. He didn't seem to mind me being there though. I continued to drop by every now and then for the next few weeks. I realized that there seemed to be a strong attraction between us. Dray said he noticed it too.

"If we're not careful we might become a couple!" That made him laugh. Occasionally we would hook up at the Sini*Star Diner before going back to his place. He would always come cloaked and he would buy me Sangrias. It was obvious Spike was jealous, but he didn't have to balls to pick a fight with Dray. As time passed we started to see each other more and more often. I was starting to fall for him, but I was in serious denial at the time. No man had been able to capture my heart before and I figured none ever would. My heart wasn't the only thing that was changing. Turns out there were some major changes going on in my body too. I had discovered that I was pregnant.

I knew good and well that I shouldn't continue to be a bounty hunter in my condition. So I took a (shudder and gasp) desk job as a file clerk on the Penal Planet. That was Lockup's idea. He said he wanted to help out his number one bounty hunter. The pay wasn't too shabby, but it wasn't nearly as good as being a bounty hunter. Fortunately it was only until I had the baby. Getting that desk job was the easy part. The hard part was giving Dray the news.


(Eliza)
The first time Echo showed up in my window, it was a pleasant surprise. I thought for sure I had confused her senses when I lead her on that crazy route to Sector 3. It was all a strange experience. I had never had a female come back for more. I was not complaining. She was so hot at times she had me calling her name! Now that's really hot in my book! And that one time we did it in mid flight was incredible! That Echo was sure full of surprises. I had no idea the biggest one was yet to come.

As I expected, Eliza showed up in one of my windows around 8 PM. She gracefully glided down from the window sill and landed right in front of me. She slowly slid one of her claws across my abs. I love it when she does that! It usually means she's good and horny.

"Hullo, Dray. Got any plans for tonight?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. I was hoping you would show up."

"Why?"

"We're taking a little trip to the Basement tonight, baby. we're going to put on a little show for everyone."

"Umm...Dray, I don't think that's a good idea..."

"What? What do you mean? You never complained before."

"You see, it's not that I don't like it..." She paused and started to wring her hands. That's when I really knew something was up.

"What? You found a new Master? Is that it? Someone who's not as hard on you?" I was getting kind of pissed. I was really looking forward to that session.

"No, Dray. I don't think it's safe for me to participate in that kind of stuff in my condition."

"What condition?"

"I'm...pregnant."


(Dragor)
I was in deep shock. "You're...we..."

"Yes, Dray. I'm having a baby and it's yours."

"You're sure?"

"Positive." She noticed my face turn from shock to disbelief. "What? With all the women you've screwed, I didn't think you'd be surprised."

"Low sperm count. Very low sperm count." I explain. "In all my attacks, none of my victims have ever gotten pregnant. None. This is...this is quite a surprise."

"Yes, it is."

"Anyone else know you're with child?"

"The ones who do think I was just another of your victims."

"Probably for the best, I guess. After all, you have your reputation as a bounty hunter to keep intact."

"What about you? Aren't you the least bit concerned about our kid?"

"Well, I didn't exactly expect to become a father any time soon!"

"Guess what? You'll be one now!"

"Can't you get an abortion or something?"

"Are you completely insane?! I want this baby and gods help me if you don't!"

"Hey, I didn't ask for this."

"Are you saying you don't want it?"

"Duh! What do you think?!"

"If I have to raise this baby alone, I will!"

"Then I hope you plan to stay in Limbo for a while, Liza. Because Plunn-Dar is strict on family life. They don't allow any broken homes. If that kid's born there, it'll be considered an illegit, a bastard child, and taken from you and put in the nearest orphanage! And you...oh, what they'll do to you for carrying it and not finding a mate to create a stable household."

"You miserable bastard!" she yells. "I will stay in Limbo, and while I'm there, I may as well get MY baby's future settled!"

"Oh, you found a new bounty?"

"Let's just say all the bounties on your head have...shall we say...merged. The price has gone up, lover, and I know quite a few people who would love to get you on death row." With that, she flew off. She won't tell. I know she won't. But a baby? Sired by moi? Now there's something you don't see everyday. But she won't tell. Right?


(Eliza)
I left Dragor's aerie in a blinding fury. My heart stung with the pain of rejection. I was of sound enough mind to give a little payback before I left. Before mounting my Shadow Chaser, I went over to his precious Nebula Burner and slashed the tires, tore up the seat, scratched up the paint, and smashed the navigation controls. After that, I sped off for the Penal Planet. When I finally made it to my destination I found myself hesitating. I wasn't sure what was holding me back. I wasn't about to pass up a combined bounty of over five million Limbo bucks. Or was I? I landed on a small asteroid and looked down at the Penal Planet. It was dark and ominous. I imagined the father of my child spending the rest of his life there, which wouldn't be too long since it was very likely that he would be executed. That idea didn't sit well with me for some reason.

"Oh, come on, Liza! Go on down there and reveal the location of his aerie! There's a lot you can do with over five million!" I shouted to myself. But I didn't move. I couldn't do it. I couldn't turn him in. That's when I finally realized that I had fallen in love with the bastard. I, Eliza Nosferatu, was in love with the Saurian Casanova! How could this be? He was such a wicked scoundrel! So horrid! So...handsome, romantic, charming... Oh, what a horrible twist of fate! I decided that I couldn't sit there all night pining for my lover, so with a heavy heart I headed home.


When I got to my cave I fixed myself a warm cup of hot cocoa. Out of habit, I turned on the news. Nothing interesting as usual. I turned to the Performing Arts Channel and watched Larry the Lounge Lizard for a bit until my pager phone went off. When I answered, Dray was on the other end and he did not sound happy.


(Dragor)
"What the hell did you do to my bike?!" I screamed into the phone.

"I think it's pretty obvious, Dray." That response just made me even angrier.

"No one, and I do mean no one, touches my baby and gets away with it! I'm going to get you for this, Echo!"

"What are you going to do, kill me?"

"No...I'm going to punish you..."

"Whatever, Dray."

"I know where you live, woman."

"Well then, come punish me then. It could be fun." She actually thought I was bluffing! She found out that night that I don't bluff! I knew just how I was going to punish her. Nothing hurts a woman like forcing into the 'back door.'


(Eliza)
Damn that Dragor! When he was through with me I couldn't sit down for three days! The other clerks were looking at me funny because I was doing my work standing up. I offered to pay for the damages to his Nebula Burner, but he said he didn't need my money. He told me to save it up for the baby. How...thoughtful of him. Turns out he wasn't too mad at me. Over the next couple weeks he started to call me again. Said he wanted to see how I was doing and if I needed anything. I wasn't sure of his motivation for being so nice to me.

One night I decided to stop by the Sini*Star Diner for a Sangria. It was now obvious to everyone that I was pregnant. I was five and a half months. My older sister, Contessa, who is a midwife/fortuneteller, told me in the third month that I was having a boy. That was confirmed by a 3-D sonogram I had done the prior evening.

As I sat alone at one of the tables, I noticed someone had sat next to me.

"Hi, Echo. How's it going?"

"Oh, hullo, Spike. I'm doing all right."

"Um, I got this for you. Hope you like it." It was a black rose. One of my favorite flowers.

"Why thank you, Spike. How sweet of you." He started to smile when his two buddies started to snicker behind us. He shot them a nasty look and they got quiet.

"Anyways, I was wondering if I could, uh, take you out sometime..."

"Spike, going to a wrestling match is not my idea of a fun time."

"Oh, I know," he continued as he put an arm around my shoulders. "A classy gal like you prefers sophisticated entertainment."

"Just what did you have in mind?"

"The opera, of course. Followed by dinner at a classy restaurant." Well, well. Looks like someone put some thought into wooing me. He then leaned over to tell me something else when Cyclops spoke up.

"Psst! Spike!"

"Can it, Cyclops! I'm busy!"

"Um, Spike, I think you should turn around," Bandit urged.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" the Rhynoid shouted as he turned his face right into my lover's cloak.

"Excuse me, I do believe you're sitting in my seat," Dray said ever so politely.

"Well, I'm sitting here now, so you're gonna have to wait buddy." Oh dear. That was mistake on Spike's part. Dragor is used to getting what he wants when he wants it.

"Ok...how can I put this nicely? If you don't get up right now, I'll make it so you'll be able to kiss your own ass." I thought that right there would deter Spike, but he's obviously a complete idiot.

"Look buddy, I ain't going nowhere!"

I scooted a few feet away from the table to distance myself from the thrashing that was about to ensue. Dragor took one of his huge paws and set it on top of Spike’s head. He then grabbed him by the collar and hoisted Spike over his head. Next thing I knew the poor Rhynoid was outside the diner and the swinging doors were nothing but splinters. Dray then looked around the room and asked very calmly, “Anyone else want to talk to the lady?” There was no verbal answer. Everyone else turning back to their own business was answer enough. As my lover sat down I scooted my chair back to its original spot. By this time a battered and disheveled Spike stumbled back inside. Everyone looked over to see what he would do. He looked as if he was going to say something, then promptly fell out on the floor.

"Darling, did you have to be so rough with him?”

“Yes. So, how you doin’, baby?”

“Just fine. I got the sonogram results last night.”

“Oh yeah? What are we having?”

“A boy, just like Contessa said two months ago.”

“Cool.”

“What? That we’re having a boy or that Contessa knew before the sonogram?”

“Both. So how’s work?”

“It’s….work. Nothing exciting about it.”

“What’s this?” he asked as he picked the rose up from the table.

“Oh, that’s just a black rose Spike gave me.”

“Aw, baby, you don’t need this,” he said as he tossed the flower over his shoulder. “I can give you something that’ll last much longer than a dead flower.” I was startled when he picked up the table, turned it over, and began to carve into the bottom of it.

When he was finished carving I saw a pretty, little heart with the words "Dragor luvs Echo" in the center. I was so cut off guard by his expression of affection I found myself blushing. Now that's really something to make me blush.

I would go to the Sini*Star Diner less and less often. I would call Dray after work and head straight for his aerie. I was thinking if I went into labor the last place I'd want to be is the Diner. I should have told Dray what I was thinking because he didn't seem prepared for me to go into labor in his presence. I knew I was in no condition to go to Tessa so I told Dray to go get her. Not too much later he showed up with my blindfolded sister. She didn't seem too happy about having to be blindfolded, but I understood why my lover did that.

(Contessa)
Dragor did pretty well during their son’s birth. He quietly followed my instructions. I guess he was too nervous not to. When the baby finally came out, Dragor snorted and screwed up his nose.

“Eww…is that what you guys look like when you’re born?”

“Well you probably didn’t look much batter hatching from an egg! Now come help me clean your son.”

After cleaning the baby off I laid him in my sister’s arms. I’ve never seen such happiness on her face.

“Oh Dray, isn’t he beautiful?”

“He looks kinda gross, if you ask me.”

“Don’t be silly. He looks just like his father.”

“If I looked like that I’d jump off a cliff.”

“Dray, stop it! That’s your son you’re talking about.”

“Eh, I guess I should give him some time to grow out of his…awkward stage.”

They decided to name him Damian (demon seed). I watched the two of them with the baby. Liza was obviously thrilled, but I couldn’t quite read Dragor’s behavior. I honestly couldn’t see what my sister saw in him. Only Octavia and I knew how Eliza felt about him. Everyone else thought she was just another one of his rape victims. I knew one thing though. If I found out he ever hurt Eliza, Octavia, my husband Lucas, and I would make sure he paid the price.


(Eliza)
A couple months after Damian was born I went back to work as a bounty hunter. Contessa would watch my son while I was working. She could do that because she works from home. However I didn't want to burden my older sister with that task every night. I offered to pay her but she wouldn't accept payment. Octavia offered to watch him a few nights a week, but my younger sister was the last person I wanted to leave my child with. She's too wild and ditzy. I decided to look into hiring a live-in baby sitter. I talked to my sisters about it and Octavia said she knew someone who might be good for the job. Turned out it was a friend of hers. I was wary of dealing with any friend of Octavia's but she assured me that this friend was reliable and deals well with children.

"She works at Lady's Choice in the underground part of Fense. I'll tell her about the position and arrange for the two of you to meet."

"All right, Octavia. I guess I'll give your friend a chance. What's her name?"

"Endora, but everyone calls her Whisper."

True to her word, which was surprising enough, Octavia came by with Whisper, to make the introductions.

"This is Whisper. Whisper, my sister, Echo"

I got the impression of a feline face with green eyes, and brown hair. Lots of it. Her hair swirled around her like a living thing.

"Call me Eliza," I said, extending my hand. Whisper shook my hand, smiling, and with the other she motioned speaking, and then made a cutting motion.

"You're mute?" I asked, dumbfounded. I knew there was a catch, there had to be, this was Octavia's idea. "Then how will we communicate?"

Whisper made a writing motion with her hand, and smiled again.

Octavia laughed. "Don't worry, she'll teach you sign language, and Damien will grow up knowing it. There is an advantage to silent communication."

She actually had a point there, I thought. I shrugged. "Okay then, Whisper, what say we try this for a week and see how it goes?"

She nodded her agreement. She was happy to take a trial basis; she liked what she saw in Echo, and wanted to get to know her better.


(Whisper)
Eliza showed me around her cave. The first area was the living room. I noticed the couch was big and soft and very comfortable looking. Perfect for cat naps. Next was the kitchen and dinning room. I asked her if she had any coffee using my writing pad.

"Oh, I'm not a coffee person, deary." I told her that was ok. I had plenty of my own. While I was at it I showed her the sign for coffee. I put one fist over the other and made a grinding motion. I took her hands in mine and showed her how to do it too. Boy were her hands soft and pretty. I was getting kind of nervous so my hands started shaking a bit.

"Are you all right, Whisper?" I nodded yes. I definitely wasn't ready to let her know I was attracted to her yet. I could feel my face getting hot so I turned away from her and pretended to be looking around the kitchen a bit. She then continued the tour.


(Eliza)
After I showed Endora the whole cave, I brought Damian out of his room and let her hold him. My baby seemed right at home in her arms.

"Octavia wasn't kidding when she said you're good with children!" Whisper started to grin. Eventually we sat down on the couch so we could talk some more. I took Damian out of her arms so she could write her responses down. During our little talk I learned that Whisper wasn't born mute. She had cancer and her vocal chords had to be removed. I also learned that she's from Thundera. I found that interesting because I had never known of a Thunderian that had a tail. We had a nice conversation going until it was interrupted by the door tone. I got up to look at the security screen. It was Dray. Oh dear, I had forgotten he was coming by. I let Whisper hold the baby again and let my lover in. It wasn't five seconds before he zeroed in on Whisper and started to flirt.


(Dragor)
"Whoo, damn!" I called out as I looked at Liza's newest friend. "You are one cute little kitty." I noticed she was holding my son. "Word of advice, D-boy." I told him. "Make sure you get yourself a decent girl when you're older. You ain't the son of the Saurian Casanova for nothin', ya know!"

"Dray," Eliza said. "This is Whisper, my newest baby-sitter. Whisper, this is Dragor, Damian's father."

"Friends call me Dray," I said. "But you can call me anytime you want." Well, what does that kitty cat do? She swipes my face with a free hand. Fortunately, I managed to back away before any damage was done.

"Liza, you got yourself one feisty little bitch."

"Dragor, not in front of the baby!" she scolds.

"Eh, like he's going to understand what I'm saying anyway."


(Whisper)
That Dragor was such a jerk! He sure had a lot of nerve flirting with me in front of Eliza. I mean she's the mother of his son, by Jaga! I made it clear that I didn't want him anywhere near me. After his little attempt at hitting on me, he pulled Eliza onto his lap.

"So, how's my little fuck toy?"

"Dray, just because I have company doesn't mean you have to show off! Now let me go. I have to show Whisper where to change the baby."

"Oh, ok. Hurry back though. I haven't seen you in over a month so we've got some catching up to do." As Eliza got up to head to Damian's room, Dragor patted her on the bottom. I didn't like the way he treated Liza at all.

As Eliza and I changed the baby, Dragor started yelling from the living room.

"Liza! Bring me a beer, will ya! I made this trip straight back from one of the brothels just to see you! It's the least you could do!"

Without a word Eliza left me to finish with the baby. Why does she let him talk to her like that? After I finished changing Damian I picked him up and headed back to the living room. Eliza and Dragor were on the couch.

"Listen, baby, I'm gonna crash here for a while so don't plan on getting much sleep." Ok, you could ask her for permission first!

"How long are staying? I go back to work in two nights. I had to take a break. Can't run myself ragged you know."

"The whole weekend should be good enough."

"Dray, I need to get some rest!"

"And I need to get some ass! What's your point?"

That was it. I had enough of this. I took the baby to his room and laid him in his crib. I came back rolling up my sleeves. If Eliza wasn't going to stand up to that jerk, I was!


(Dragor)
While I was kidding around with my sweet Liza, I felt something poking me in the shoulder. I turned and saw Whisper standing there with her hand on her hips and her ears folded back. She looked really pissed off. What I said to her then didn't help.

"Did anyone ever tell you you have an awesome pair of knockers?" I turned back to Liza to say something to her but I didn't get it out because the bitch sucker punched me!


(Whisper)
Knockers? Knockers?! I had had it! I laid into him with every bit of strength I had. Dragor stumbled back a few paces, looking at me with total shock on his face. Then his mouth stretched into a lazy smile. "Bitch", he said, as he came towards me.
Eliza stepped between us. "Stop it, both of you!" she hissed. "I'll not have Damien awakened by your fighting. If you won't leave me be for my own sake, Dray, do it for your son's. He needs his mother well rested and able to work. Whisper is the first person he's responded to, besides me. I don't want to lose the only chance I've got for his caretaker."

Seeing Eliza's distress, I backed down from my fighting stance. I did not re-sheath my claws, though. I didn't trust Dragor to behave, not one bit.


(Eliza)
I was quite embarrassed by how Dragor was acting, but he finally calmed down a bit after Whisper punched him. When Dray went into the kitchen to get something to eat, Whisper gently took me by the arm and pointed to the couch.

"You want me to sit down?" She nodded. She picked up her writing pad and began to write. She then handed me the note.

Why do you let him treat you like that?

"Oh, Dray was just playing. He really didn't mean all those things. He's really quite sweet once you get to know him." Endora just stared at me as if she couldn't believe what I was saying. "Anyway, I'd like you to know I've decided to hire you. You did very well in spite of...what happened. You can move your things in tomorrow evening." Whisper perked up when she heard that.

In about six months, Whisper had taught me sign language. There were a lot more words I had to learn, but I had the basics down pat. When Damian was two she began to teach him too. Whisper was a great help to me for all that time, so I didn't hesitate to help her out when she came to me for something. One day she told me she wanted to apply for her bounty hunter's license. I was more than happy to help her through the process. I even volunteered to be her reference. I saw how skilled she was when we would go to the shooting range on the nights D-boy stayed with his Aunt Tessa. When Warden Lockup found out that I was endorsing Whisper he immediately approved her. She was very happy that she would be making extra money during the daylight hours.

Whisper is so kindhearted. She didn't give a second thought to helping purchase Damian's school supplies when he started school. She knew Dray gave me money for our son, but she told me she considered herself part of the family and wanted to be of help.

Damian did very well in school. He was reading before he even started because I had begun to teach him at home. When he started the first grade he got an assignment to write about his family. He did very well. I helped him spell a few difficult words, but he wrote most of it without help. He even drew pictures to go with it. When he showed me the finished product I was so proud of him.

"Damian, this is lovely! You did a good job." My son responded with a broad grin.

"Mum, when dad comes over can I show it to him?"

"Of course you can, deary."

"I think he'll like my story."

"I do too."


(Dragor)
One night I decided to pay Eliza a visit for some fun. Maybe even give D-Boy another fire breathing lesson. He did pretty good for someone so young. By the time I got to the cave entrance the kid had run up to me and wrapped himself around my leg.

"Dad! You're here! Come inside so I can read you my story!"

His story wasn't bad, actually. The only thing was his drawings. Let's just say he made me look like I could lose a few pounds.

"Hey, D-boy. Why'd ya make me look like such a lard ball? I've got a body like a god. You could've given me some muscle tone."

"Dray, he's only six!"

"Well, we need to get him some drawing lessons then." Liza rolled her eyes while my son looked like he didn't know what the hell I was talking about. While Damian went to pack his homework into his school bag, I pulled Eliza onto my lap. "Hey, sweet lady, did you miss me?"

"I always miss you when you're away. What brings you here anyway?"

"You of course."

"Besides that."

"Well, I've been thinking..."

"Oh gods, we're in trouble now." I gently pinched her on her thigh for that comment.

"Anyway...I've been thinking it's about time Damian met some of his Saurian relatives."

"Really? Oh, Dray, that's a wonderful idea!"

"He needs to learn more about his roots."

"And it would be good for him to see Plunn-Dar..."

"Hey, where's your kitty cat friend?"

"I gave her the weekend off. That's why I'm here and not at work."

"Where did she go? The litter box?"

"No, Dray. I'm not sure where she went. She just said she was going out of town."

"Oh, well. That's good for us, I guess. At least she can't interrupt us while we're screwin'...like she usually does. Sometime I wonder if she's jealous."

"Why would she be jealous? She can't stand you."

"I know, but I think she... likes you."

"Dray, you've definitely lost it."

"You just watch her when she comes back. I think she can't stand me cuz she wants you for herself." It wasn't long before I was proven right.


(Eliza)
The next weekend Dray and I took Damian to Plunn-Dar. He was very excited. He had never been outside of Limbo. In fact, he'd never been outside of the Vampire community. I hadn't started to teach him how to hunt on Bedlama yet.

"Dray, are you sure they'll be ready for us when we get there?"

"Yeah, I told them we were comin'."

"Do they know we're coming at night?"

"Yes, Liza. They know. They also know you're a Vamp. Now stop stressing me out."

I left Whisper at my cave. My sisters said they would be available if any emergency came up and only contact me if absolutely necessary.

"All right, we're all set to go, Dray."

"Are you sure, baby?"

"Yes."

"You're not going to remember something in the middle of the space flight?"

"No, Dray, now let's go! C'mon Damian." My son ran up and took one of my hands while waving good-bye to his Aunt Tess and Mama Kitty. He was definitely excited. I was nervous. I had no idea how Dragor's family would react to me or the fact that D-boy is illegitimate. Hopefully, that wouldn't come up during the visit.

"So, who's there in your family again?" I asked Dray.

"Just my old man and stepmom." he replied. "I had a step sister, too, but gods know where she went."

"What happened?"

"She ran away years ago. No one knows where she went."

"How did your folks meet?"

"Well, my biological mother died of a disease and my stepmom's first mate died in an accident. She and my dad married as soon as the mourning period was over to avoid their respected kids from becoming illegits." That's right; children weren't allowed only one parent. Two-parent families were seriously required, so divorce was illegal. If someone in a family died, the surviving spouse went through a two-week mourning period and had a year after that to find a new mate.

"I know what you're thinkin'." Dray said. "We need to find a way of not letting them know D-Boy's illegit."

"And how do you suppose we do that?" Dray then took out two gold bands.

"We tell them we're married." he said simply. "If they ask for a license, we'll say it's in Limbo's records and hard to access."

"And they'll believe that?"

"With Damian around, of course they'll believe it! They don't know about my work as the Saurian Casanova and they never thought I'd get anyone pregnant. Liza, it's going to be good. After all, what's the worst that could happen?" I didn't even want to think about that.


(Dragor)
During the flight Damian couldn't seem to keep still. If he hadn't been strapped into his seat I bet he would have been running around the plane. I told Liza not to give him any sweets before we left. He was asking me all sorts of questions about his grandparents. Their names, what they looked like, what the house looked like. He even asked if he could read his story to them. Liza and I gave each other a look. We both knew there were certain things in that story that we didn't want my parents to know. Especially the part about us not living together.

"Son, I think you'd better save the story for a later time. A much later time."

We got to my parents' aerie when it was good and dark. I hoped they were still awake. My stepmom must have been waiting right behind the door because the bell hadn't even finished ringing when she opened it.

"Dragor! You're here. Come on in everyone." I introduced Eliza and Damian to her. "Oh, what a cute little boy!" She tried to take him from my arms but D-Boy wouldn't let go of my neck.

"He's not too friendly towards strangers."

"I'm no stranger. I'm his step grandmother."

"You have to let him get used to you first."

"All right . Your father's in the living room. He's really looking forward to meeting his grandson."

I had told Eliza to let me do all the talking. I knew my parents would want to know about how we met and everything. And wouldn't you know it, that's the first thing they asked me about. I gave them the modified version of how I met Eliza.


(Eliza)
I listened as Dragor described how we met. He made it sound so romantic. There was some truth to it, but he left out the racy details. That was quite understandable. When he finished his story his stepmother sighed and smiled while his father rolled his eyes.

“Oh, that was such a romantic story. I’m so happy for the two of you! It’s not often one experiences love at first sight.”

“Actually, I didn’t fall in love with Dray until sometime later.” When I said that Dray gave me a warning glance. “Well, it’s true. Love was the last thing I was looking for at the time. I was focusing on my career.”

“And what might that be?” his father asked. Dragor then gave me his ‘please don’t say what I think you’re going to say’ look.

“Law enforcement.” I guess I said something right because I saw my lover visibly relax. We adults continued to talk for a bit while Damian laid in the middle of the floor with his coloring books. Then one of the creepiest things occurred. I heard, 'Baby would you get me a beer,' but it sounded like it was in stereo. It took me a moment to realize both Dray and his father had asked at the same time. So that's where he gets it from. His father's wife was kind enough to show me where the kitchen was. When we got in the kitchen, his stepmum and I had a very interesting conversation.

"So, you and Dragor have been together six years?"

"Longer than that. Almost seven."

"We're both a bit surprised about all of this. He hadn't told us he had gotten married. We didn't even know he was seeing anyone. And we certainly didn't know he had a son. That was the real shock."

"Oh really?"

"we really didn't expect him to have any children, really. Because of...well, I'm sure he's told you. He has told you, hasn't he?"

"Yes, he has. Damian was a...pleasant surprise."

"And he's such and adorable little boy. He does favor his father. Dragor is the father, right?"

"Of course!"

"Well, the reason I ask is that Dragor's father...doesn't quite believe Damian is Dragor's biological son."

"What? But you said so yourself that Damian looks like him!"

"I know, it's just that my husband finds it so hard to believe that Dray could father a child."


(Dragor)
While our respective women were getting us our drinks, my old man and I had a little talk.

"That's quite a woman you got there, son."

"Yeah. Hot isn't she?"

"Um, yeah. So you guys met on Fense, huh? Quite a long ways from home to be meeting someone, don't you think?"

"Not really. I've been living in Limbo for a while."

"What I mean is, I don't think there are many people from Punn-Dar living out there. You pretty lucky to find another mutant out there let alone a female."

"Finding an attractive female is also a major plus."

"Bet you had to fight through a lot of competition to get her."

"Not really. With this face it was a piece of cake."

"Are you sure. I mean a girl like her probably would have a lot of guys on the side..."

"What do ya mean 'a girl like her?'" I didn't like where this conversation seemed to be going.

"I mean, do you really think a girl like her doesn't, ya know...screw around?" Now I was getting kind of offended. I'd known Liza for a long time and I knew she wasn't the type to screw around. She's way too loyal.

"What makes you say that?" My father leaned over towards me and lowered his voice.

"C'mon, son. Are you really sure that boy is yours?"

"Absolutely!"

"So you had a paternity test done?"

"No..."

"Then I suggest you get one." At that moment Liza and my stepmom came back with our beers.

"Paternity test, my ass." I snapped. "Damian is practically the spitting resemblance of me; isn't that enough proof?"


(Eliza)
Dray's stepmother and I had made it back to the living room just as he said that. Damian looked up from his coloring books, curious as to why his father had gotten loud all of a sudden. I went to sit back down next to Dray, who was still glaring at his father. I also noticed his father was looking at me kind of strange.

"Dray, what's going on?" I asked as I handed him his beer. He just grunted as he took his drink from my hand. His father had obviously said something that got him pissed.

It was obvious that we were having an awkward moment. Fortunately, Dray's stepmum moved things into a more positive direction.

"So, Little Damian," she started off. "How do you like school?"

"I really like it! I'm the best reader in my class!"

"Oh, how wonderful! Are you a good boy in school? Do you listen to your teacher?"

"Yes, ma'am. I'm always a good boy in school."

That's when I heard Drays' father mumble, "Now I know he can't be my real grandson."

"Oh, he's mine, all right." Dray replied as quietly as possible. "He just takes after his mother more on the inside. You'll see; when he's older, he'll be his father's son."

I found myself quite offended by Dray's father's comment about our son.

"Excuse me just what exactly did you mean by that?"

"Look, lady." Lady? "I know my son and I can see he's quite attached to the boy, but I still can't quite believe that he could be 100% sure that the kid is his."

"And why not?"

"Well, you're not a bad lookin' gal. In fact, you're pretty damn attractive. Hell, if I wasn't married I'd screw ya."

"WHAT?!"

"A girl like you is bound to get a lot of attention from a lot of men..."

"Are you trying to say that I screw around on my husband?"

"Well..."

"Listen you self righteous bastard. In all the years I've been with Dray I have never EVER been unfaithful to him! How dare you suggest otherwise!"


(Dragor)
Whoa. Now I've seen Eliza get mad before but never like that. Her whole face turned color. She was so loud everyone just kind of sat there in shock. Scared Damian so bad he started to cry. I think that's the only thing that could have brought his mother out of her rage. Liza's never slow to run to our son's rescue when he gets upset.

"Aw, Dad. Now you've gone and made the boy cry."

"Me? She's the one who was screamin' her head off!"

Liza had picked Damian up and headed upstairs with him. She stopped on the steps, called to me, and asked me to follow. When we got to my old bedroom, she sat our son on the bed and started to comfort him.

"Everything's all right, Damian. Mum just got a little upset, is all." He calmed down a little and started to wipe away his tears.

"Mum, I don't want another daddy. I want my daddy."

"What? What makes you say that, deary?"

"Granddad says someone else is my Daddy, but I want my Daddy!"

"Daymie, you only have one Daddy and he's right here."

"Yea, D-Boy." I said. "Granddad was only...joking around, ya know? He does that a whole lot. Ol' Granddad is such a tease."

"It's not funny." he replied.

"You're right; it's not, and just for that, you're not going to listen to him anymore, no matter what, okay?"

"Okay, Dad. We'll show Ol' Granddad not to tease me."

"That's my boy." I smirked when he smiled at me. Yep, that sweet kid's gonna be just like me when he grows up.


(Eliza)
When we all went back downstairs Dray's stepmother announced that dinner was ready. Dray put Daymie in his booster seat while I helped her set the table. While I set Dray's father's plate in front of him, I felt his hand brush against my thigh. That's when I stood straight up and smashed the plate over his head.

"Why you perverted old coot! How dare you put your hands on me!?" Well, my little outburst started a chain reaction.

"You better not touch my Mum again, you doody head!" Damian shouted as he threw his little cup straight at his eye. It was a direct hit! When Dray started coming over, I knew to move out of the way. His stepmum didn't look too pleased, but I also figured she wanted to keep the peace too. That's pretty much what she had been trying to do all evening. When those two male Saurians stood face to face, I grabbed Damian up to make sure he was out of harms way.

"Honey! Dray! Please don't fight in here!" Dray's stepmum pleaded. "In fact, please don't fight at all! Everybody just calm down and sit at the table so we can have dinner and call it a night, okay?"

Never before had I eaten dinner in complete silence until then. Everybody spent the whole meal glaring at each other. Gods, I was glad we would be leaving the next night. After dinner I gave Damian a bath and his father and I put him to bed in Dray's old bedroom. We had one of the guest rooms. It was getting close to dawn, so I was getting tired. I also figured everyone else was tired too. Except for, Dray, of course. I knew what was coming when I saw that grin on his face. I didn't mind his attention. It's just that I had a hard time keeping quiet so we wouldn't disturb his parents in the next bedroom. I mean Dray is about seven feet tall and twelve inches, so that was no easy task.


(Dragor)
In spite of my old man acting like a total asshole, I had a pretty good time that evening. The time I spent with Liza sure was a treat. I was kind of turned on by the fact that my parents could probably hear us in the next room. Nothing more exciting that screwing your girlfriend in your parents' house. I even woke her up the next morning so we could screw some more. She was half asleep the whole time, but I didn't care.

I decided to leave Liza alone for a couple hours so she could get some rest before we left that evening. I was awake but I didn't feel like getting up yet. When I pulled Liza close to me I could feel heat coming from her body. That's one thing I find interesting about mammals. I also enjoy Liza's fur. She was in Vamp form by now, so she was furless. That didn't keep her from being a knock-out even in her sleep. While looking down at her, I got to thinking. She's the only one of my victims who wasn't terrified of me, didn't mind having a kid with me, and actually wanted to be with me. Come to think of it, I didn't mind being around her. She was hot, had a wicked sense of humor, a wild imagination (almost as wild as mine), and could kick ass if she had to. Overall, I thought she was pretty cool.

That evening we headed back to Limbo. Before we left D-boy gave my stepmom a hug and gave my old man the finger. I thought that was kinda cute. When we got back to Liza's cave Whisper was there to greet us. She was all smiling at Eliza and giving me dirty looks. I had told my girl I thought the hairball had the hots for her, but she wouldn't listen. I noticed how Whisper looked at Liza even if she didn't.


(Whisper)
Eliza and Damian were finally home. I was glad to see them both, each for different reasons. When I saw them come into the living room I ran to greet them. I stopped in my tracks when I saw that Dragor was right behind them. Why did he have to show up? When Damian ran up to me I picked him up and held him in my arms, kissing him on the cheek. That's when Dragor had to make a smart remark.

"Have you had your shots, kitty cat? I don't want my boy catching rabies or somethin'." Just for that comment I gave him the finger behind Daymie's back.

"Dray, stop teasing Whisper!" Echo scolded, as she took Damian to his room to help him unpack. I couldn't help watching her as she walked down the corridor. She moved with such grace. I enjoyed watching the swing of her hips and the bounce of her breasts. I caught myself once I realized Dragor was watching me intently. After Eliza had left, Dragor came over to me with a sneer on his face.

"I see how you look at my girl. You like her, don't you?"

I folded my arms and glared at him.

"Listen, hairball. She ain't interested in you so get any ideas about seducing her out of your head. She's mine. And I'm not willing to share...unless you want to have a threesome..."

I gave serious thought to kicking him in a sensitive spot when Liza returned.

"Dray, I put Daymie to bed. Were you planning on staying?"

"Might as well. Haven't had any real sleep since the flight back. Don't want to drive while sleeping."

"All right. Come to bed then. It's almost dawn." Dragor followed her to her bedroom with a smirk. I rolled my eyes. I knew he didn't plan on doing any sleeping soon. I didn't want to dwell on it so I went to bed myself. A few minutes after I laid down, I discovered that I wouldn't be getting any sleep anytime soon. I'll just say that the wall between my room and Liza's was quite thin.


(Dragor)
I decided to spend a little quality time with my girl before we went to sleep. Just when things were getting really good (and I mean really good), there was a knock on the door. At first it was faint, so I ignored it. The next knock was a little louder. This time Liza noticed and turned her attention to the door.

"Who is it?" she asked. There wasn't any audible answer, so she figured it must be the furball. When Liza got up to answer the door, I made it clear that I wasn't happy at all about being interrupted.

"What the hell does she want?!" I growled.

"Dray, Whisper says she can't sleep because of...the noise."

"Aww...that's just too friggin' bad. If she had someone of her own to screw her she wouldn't worry so much about us!"

"Dray!"

"You know it's true! She's just jealous!"

"Dray, stop it!" Liza snapped. She then turned back to the lonely kitty cat. "Whisper, we're sorry for keeping you awake. We'll try to keep it down."

"Heh. You may be sorry, but I'm not!"

"Dragor Wyvern, if you don't stop it, someone's going to be sleeping on the couch!"

"Who? Whisper?"

"No! You!"

Damn it, what's she getting mad at me for?


(Eliza)
Dray kept insisting that Whisper had the hots for me, but I just didn't see it. Not long after we got back from Plunn-Dar, I started finding little gifts for me on the kitchen counter. Things like glass flowers, necklaces, earrings and such. I wondered if dray had stopped by while I was asleep to drop off these gifts. I decided to ask Whisper about them. One evening while she was having a cup of coffee, I mentioned the gifts to her.

"Whisper, I've been finding the nicest little gifts on the counter every once in a while. Do you know who put them there?" She nodded yes. "Oh. I guess Dray stopped by during the day and left them for me right?" She shook her head no. "Well, if he didn't leave them who did?" She pointed to her self. "Oh. I see. Um, I don't know what to say. They're very nice, thank you." She smiled sweetly.

[I'm glad you liked them. It's the least I could do for the best employer in the universe.]

I gave a sigh of relief. I figured there was no romantic motivation for the gifts. Turns out I figured wrong. It turned out her feelings were a little more than friendship. It all came out one evening when Daymie was performing in a recital. His Uncle Lucas was a music teacher and was teaching him the violin.


(Whisper)
I decided to go with Eliza to Daymie's recital. The Creep had "pressing business" so the evening had the prospect of being pleasant for once. Actually, the Creep hadn't been around for a few weeks, and hadn't returned Eliza's calls.

Daymie's performance went well, he's a very good violin player for his age. Eliza seemed a bit down though. I asked her why.

"Dray should have been here for his son's first recital." she replied.

[If he had thought it important, he would have been here.]

Eliza's eyes widened. "But you're here. Do you think it important?"

[Yes]

"Why?"

[Because I care about Daymie] I hesitated for a moment. I took a deep breath, and continued in fast signing

[and because I love you.]


(Echo)
Did she just say what I thought she just said? Hmmm...we are going to have to have a nice long talk after the recital. I realized right then that Dray was right about her having romantic feelings for me. Through the rest of the recital, I was trying to think of a way of letting Whisper know that we can't have a romantic relationship without hurting her. She was a great nanny and a good friend.

Damian played very well, as well as the other children. His uncle said that he thinks he could be a prodigy. I knew Dray would be proud. He had asked Hugo to make a vid for him in case he didn't get back on time. when we got back to the house, there was a message from Dray on the answering service.

"Baby, D-Boy, it's me. Sorry I didn't make it back on time for the recital. I really wanted to be there, but that business I needed to take care of took longer than I thought. I'll make it up to ya. Hold on to that vid for me. I'll definitely come by tomorrow night. See ya then."

Well, at least he called. I had to talk to Whisper so I sent Damian to his room to play and then asked Whisper to have a seat.

"Ok, Whisper deary, I need to ask you something. When you said you love me, did you mean romantically or as a friend?"

[Both.]

"I see. Uh, Whisper, you're a very good nanny and a wonderful friend, but I don't have romantic feelings for you. You see, I love Dragor and plan on spending the rest of my life with him. "

She looked extremely disappointed when I told her that.

Later on that night, Dray called again. I told him what happened with Whisper.

"See, I told you! But did you listen? No! So now, what are you gonna do? Fire her?"

"No, Dray. I explained to her that there couldn't be anything romantic between us and she understood. She looked heartbroken, but she'll keep things on a friendship level."

"Yeah, right. She's just waiting for you to be available. See what happens if we break up."

"Why would we break up? You plan on leaving me?"

"No."

"Well, I don't plan on leaving you, so why would we do that?"

"I was speaking hypothetically, baby."

"Oh, ok."

"Anyway, I didn't call you to talk about the furball. I have some important news for ya. There's a friend of mine I want you to meet tomorrow night at The Basement. Please tell me you can come."

"Yes, I'm available, love. Who's this friend of yours?"

"You'll see. We'll leave right after I watch D-Boy's vid, ok?"

"All right. See you then."

After I hung up, I wondered who in the world he wanted to introduce me to at The Basement.


(Whisper)
The next evening The Creep came by. I tolerated his presence because he was there to watch Daymie's recital vid. Oh, the jealousy I felt when he kissed Liza. By the way he was kissing her, I got the feeling he was rubbing it in. He had already figured out how I felt about her. I didn't mean to be such a sourpuss, but I pouted the whole time he was there. Dragor and Eliza had made a date that evening so D-Boy's mother asked me to watch him till they got back. I was glad when that vid was over because that meant the Creep was on his way out the door. Unfortunately, Liza was going with him.


(Dragor)
I had a nice little surprise planned for Liza. I had crossed paths with a friend of mine at The Basement who wanted to meet her. Her name was Pricilla and boy was she hot! The only reason I hadn't gotten a chance to screw her was that she wanted to meet my girl first. When I had shown her a picture of Eliza she found her very attractive. I figured if the two of them hit it off we could get some threesome action going.

While Pricilla was getting to know my Pretty Pet, someone else came over to try to crash our little party so to speak. Someone had set their sights on one of us, and it wasn't Eliza. That's when things got a little weird.


(Trench)
Had the night off and nothing to do so I decided to hit the Basement and see the sites. Maybe even pick up a 'Date' or two for the night. I loved the place. Could take a hot looking piece off to the shadows have some fun and move on to the next. The ones that were really hot got taken back to my place for even more fun.

I was dressed in my usual style for a night out. The black leather chaps encased my legs, a matching vest with slits in the back for my wings when I wanted to extend them, I wore spiked leather collar and bracelets. To finish it off I was wearing a Cod piece that matched the rest of the outfit. Hehe Why bother wearing anything that would take too long to get out of? I want to enjoy myself tonight.

As soon as I stepped in the door, one of my favorite partners showed up to give me a kiss.

"You gonna be around a while? I'm going on stage in a bit." He said.

"Yeah I should be."

"Great. I'd love for ya ta be de one with de whip." Johnny purred as he licked Trench's pierced nipple.

"Oh you're a tease tonight. Get going you!" I said shoving him away, adding a slap on the rump to get him moving. I just shook my head and walked off at his laughter.

As I moved though the crowd I spotted someone that got me to take notice. Another Saurian like me. He was delicious looking too. And it looked like the two breeders with him were interesting in each other not him. Peerrrrfect! So I sauntered over towards him.


(Dragor)
When I saw a male Saurian coming my way, I figured he was interested in Eliza. Guys were always asking about her, but I don't share her with other guys. The tend to get too...possessive. I already had an answer ready for him before he even said a word to me.

"Hi, I'm Trench..."

"Before you go any further, I'm letting you know I don't share my pet with guys."

"Oh, I wasn't interested in her..."

"Well, Prissy's playing with us, if that's what you want to know."

"I'm not interested in her either..."

"Then why the hell did you come over here?"

"To talk to you. You're the cutest guy in here and I wanted to get first dibs."

"What?! Hey, look man! I don't swing that way!"

"I could change your mind, sweet cheeks."

Man, that faggot was pushy. I had to find a way to make a break for it quick. Fortunately, Prissy intervened.

(Pricilla)
I could see that this other male saurian was an unwelcome guest. He was making Dragor quite uncomfortable.

"Excuse me, but this is a private party. No newcomers welcome. Especially your kind."

"Breeder bitch. You're just jealous!" I was quickly becoming annoyed with this one. When he reached out to grab Dragor's hand I stepped between them.

"Back, ass plunger! He's not interested."

"Let him answer for his own self!" he snorted, then glanced at Dray. "Or are you one of those sissy types that are so pussy whipped that you can't do anything with out asking a breeder first?" Now both Dray and I were pissed. I made him pay for that comment by grabbing his cod piece and twisting...hard. He began to whimper when I dug in my claws.

"Had enough?" I assumed he was in too much pain to answer because all I heard was a gasp. That's when one of his friends appeared out of the crowd.

"You gonna take his place on de stage, Girl? if not, let him go. I need him tonight." I gave what the human said some thought.

"As long as he leaves my friend alone." I then turned back to Trench. "Is it a deal, ass plunger?" He responded with a whimpering growl.

"I'm sure I can distract him for a while," the human added, smiling sweetly. I released Trench and the human helped him limp away as he cooed to him. After that situation was taken care of, Dray, Liza, and I enjoyed the rest of the evening together. Around 2 AM they said they had to go. I understood because Eliza is a Vamp and they told me they had a child. I let them know that I was looking forward to meeting with them again.


(Eliza)
Dray and I always had a great time at The Basement. We had made an agreement that we could play with others, just not behind each other's backs. It was a nice arrangement. Everybody was happy and didn't have to worry about any hidden secrets. At least that's what I thought. We were together about ten years when I got an unpleasant surprise. And I got it on my birthday, of all days! On my way home from dropping off a bounty, I decided to swing by Dray's aerie to see what he had gotten me. He had told me he was coming by my place to give me my gift, but I was in the area. I didn't see any harm in stopping by.


(Dragor)
I was entertaining company, a pretty Lunatac named Chilla. At first glance, most people would mistake her for her mother, who has the same name, but there were some minor differences, which is too much to explain. I figure once my company is properly satisfied, I give Liza her present. Well, I had just about made Chilla reach her climax when I suddenly felt a blow to my jaw. I looked up and there was Eliza. Oh, boy...

"You back-stabbing, perverted bastard!" she screams. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Entertaining company." I replied. "What does it look like?"

"I thought we weren't keeping secrets from each other."

"We're not. Come on, baby, I just want to screw her."

"Yea? Well, screw this!" Then she slaps me! Physically, it didn't hurt, but just the thought of my pet doing that to me was enough. She then proceeded to tear Chilla apart. Talk about a cat fight.

Geez, I've never seen Liza so mad! When I saw her pick Chilla up by the throat, carry her outside and hold her over the edge of the balcony, I figured I'd better put a stop to this. My guest looked like she was about to pass out from lack of air.

"What's the matter bitch? You want me to let you go? All right then! I will!"

That's when Liza dropped her. That is not a small drop mind you. I ran to the railing to see where she had fallen. When I looked over the edge I saw her hanging on for dear life. I reached over and pulled her up. As soon as I did that, Liza tried to tear into her again! That's when I grabbed Eliza up in my arms to restrain her and allow Chilla to get away.

"Look, I can't hold her much longer! I suggest you get out of here while you can!"

Chilla is obviously not a stupid woman because she didn't argue and left the premises fast. She didn't even bother to get completely dressed. She just grabbed the rest of her clothes up and sped off. When she was a safe distance away, I let Liza down. By this time she was sobbing. I mean, she was really falling apart. I'd never seen her like this before.

"How could you do this to me! And on my birthday, of all days!"

"Baby, it was just an innocent fling..."

"Innocent? If it was so innocent, why did you fail to mention her to me?"

"It kind of slipped my mind."

"Or really? I wonder how many other women slipped your mind while you screwed them behind my back?"

"Well..."

"Don't even bother answering that question. I'm gone. I'm done with you! I don't ever want to see you again!"

"Baby, you don't mean that..."

"I never EVER say what I don't mean." With that, she left. I wasn't too worried. I figured she’d cool off and come back to me after a little while. I had no idea a little while would stretch into five years! All because of that hairball of a nanny!

(Whisper)
Daymie and I were waiting to surprise Eliza with a little party when she got home. When she came in the door, Damian shouted 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY' while I tossed confetti. Eliza looked a little shocked at first, but I didn't expect her to burst into tears.

Daymie's face fell as Liza burst into tears. "Mommy? Are you mad at me?"

"No, no, honey, I'm not mad at you." Liza choked out between sobs. "It's not you.."

It was the Creep, I'm sure. I knew he'd break her heart one day, and it seems that today was the day. Damn him! I signed to Daymie that I would take care of Mommy, and he nodded and silently went to bed. Bless his little heart. I held out my arms to Liza, and she fell into them, sobbing as if her heart would break. I stroked her hair until her crying quieted. It would be day soon, and I knew Liza needed to get to bed. I slipped my arm around her waist, and guided her to the bedroom. Once there, I gently changed her out of her party clothes into something comfortable to sleep in. I knew she normally slept nude, but I planned to stay here with her, and I knew my self control wasn't up to that. I went to the bathroom ,and came back with a warm wet cloth, and washed her face. Returning the cloth, I gently coaxed her to lay down, and climbed in with her. I held her in my arms until she fell into a fitful sleep. My own eyelids drooped soon after.


(Eliza)
The next evening I woke up later than usual. I slowly turned my head towards the clock. It was 6:30 PM. Damn! I was late getting Damian ready for school. I got up, freshened up a bit, got dressed, and hurried out to Daymie's room. I was glad to see that he was already up. I figured Whisper was helping him get ready in the kitchen. Sure enough I found them in the kitchen.

"Whisper, I'm sorry for oversleeping. Thank you so much for getting Daymie ready."

[No problem.]

After we saw Damian off to school, I asked my nanny to come sit with me in the living room. I wanted to talk to her about the night before. When I told her what had happened I almost found myself crying again, but I held myself together.
"I sacrificed so much for him, and it's like he takes it all for granted! How could he have betrayed my trust like that? I thought he loved me..."

[Maybe he doesn't. If he did, he wouldn't have been with that other woman.]

"Well, he has done a lot for me and his son..."

[He probably only does those things out of obligation, not out of love.]

"Perhaps you're right. Well, it doesn't really matter anymore. I dumped him and I'm moving on with my life, no matter how I feel about him." That's when Whisper smiled. It was as if she was proud of me.

[It's about time you stood up for yourself. You deserve so much better.]

Now it was my turn to smile. After talking to her, I began to feel much better about my decision to leave Dray. Whisper was always a good friend. After a while, I began to wonder if she could be something more. Before I broke up with Dray, I didn't really think about Whisper beyond being my sons nanny and a good friend. But after the break-up, I realized something. I was physically attracted to Whisper. I had never noticed how pretty her green eyes were or how soft and cuddly she looked before. I also noticed how she smelled like vanilla and always had this sweet way about her.

After a while I thought it was about time I made my feelings for Whisper known to her. One evening I sent Damian to his Aunt Tessa's house to spend the weekend. I wanted to make sure Whisper and I were alone in the house in case things got hot and heavy. If they did I certainly wouldn't mind.

Soon, Whisper got back from shopping. I was waiting for her on the couch.

"Hullo, deary. Did you enjoy your shopping spree?"

[Yes. I got a couple new outfits. Mind if I model them for you and D-Boy?]

"I don't mind at all. However, Damian's not here. He'll be at his aunt's this weekend." Whisper didn't seem to think that odd. Damian often went to visit his Aunt Tessa and Uncle Lucas. That being said, she went to her room to change. I hoped it would be into something sexy. I really enjoyed looking at that body of hers.


(Whisper)
I went to go change with some confusion in my mind. I had noticed that Liza's attentions had gotten a great deal more intimate of late, but dare I hope that she had feelings for me?
I changed into the green outfit that matched and highlighted my eyes. It was brilliant green leather, buttersoft and skintight. Sexy without being vulgar. I checked my reflection, and went to see what Liza thought.

[So, what do you think?] I signed, twirling around, my hair swishing around me.

"I think you are the most gorgeous woman in the world." she replied, smiling. I stopped, amazed. Seems she did have feelings for me after all.

Liza came over and took my hands in mine. "Whisper?" In those two syllables were a thousand questions, and I answered them with a kiss.

That weekend I had finally gotten to do what I've wanted to do for years. Be with Eliza. I got to taste her, touch her, caress her, pleasure her, love her. At last I had the freedom to truly express my deep feelings for her. At last I had her all to myself. When Dragor found out, he was not pleased. Now it was his turn to be jealous.


(Dragor)
A few weeks had passed since Liza's birthday, and I hadn't heard a word from her. I thought that was odd. She usually didn't stay mad at me that long. Eventually, I got tired of waiting on her to contact me, so I grabbed up her birthday presents and headed to her place. I had gotten her a set of jewelry she had been begging me for (a necklace with a black rose pendant and a pair of matching earrings) and a dark blue leather jacket with 'Echo' superimposed over a black rose. I just knew she'd love those gifts. When I got to her place, I didn't expect her to react the way she did.

When she answered the door in her robe, I thought that was odd. It turned me on, but I still thought it was strange. She was usually dressed by then. When I showed her the gifts she gave me an annoyed look, then let me inside. When she opened the gifts, she said she really liked them. She showed her gratitude with a simple 'thank you.'

"C'mon, baby. You know you gotta thank me better than that." When I leaned over to kiss her she turned her head away and put a hand up.

"Since when did you decide to turn down my kisses?"

"Since we broke up, you louse."

"Ok, Liza, I've had enough of this. Now let's kiss and make up like we usually do and get some hot action goin'."

"No." Huh? Did she say no to moi? I must be hearing things.

"I'm telling you right now, woman! No one says no to the Saurian Casanova."

"Of course they do; you're just too busy fucking them to hear it! Why, it would take all day to list the number of people who hate your guts right now."

"So, you're saying you don't love me anymore?"

"No. I'm saying keep your hands off of me. I don't want to be with you anymore. I've found someone else."

At that point, the hairball made her appearance in nothing but a sleepshirt. I noticed she came out of Liza's bedroom. That's when I realized...

"Liza, say it ain't so! You're with that mangy broad now?"

"First of all, she's not mangy! And yes, Whisper and I are together now. Isn't that right, Pretty Pussy?"

Pretty Pussy? She's already got a pet name for her? Liza's leaving me for that bitch? This can't be happening!

When Whisper saw me sitting next to Liza, I could tell she had been listening in on our conversation. She grinned and swaggered over to the couch. She then sat next to Liza and started to kiss her. The sight turned me on and made me mad at the same time. On one hand, I didn't mind watching two beautiful ladies lock lips. On the other, I was upset because I knew they wouldn't let me join them!

It was at that point I realized it was over. It was really over between me and Liza, and it pissed me off. I gotta admit I was very jealous, but I wasn't going to let them know it.

"You don't want to be with me? Fine. Your loss."

"Oh, I haven’t lost anything, deary. I gained a lover. One who treats me with respect. Now unless you have some other business here, I suggest you leave! Puss Puss and I have to get back to what we were doing before we were so rudely interrupted."


(Jester)
One day, I stopped by Dragor's aerie for a little business meeting. There was this new type of birth control implant out on the market that was suppose to be more effective and with less side effects than the current brand we were using. While I was telling my partner about it, he seemed a little distracted.

"Hey, sulfur breath! What the hell is wrong with you?"

He mumbled something and kind of slouched down in his chair.

"Man, you're grouchy! I'm sure that hot piece of ass you call a girlfriend could cheer you up!" That's when he glared at me. "What? Did I say something wrong?" In the end, we agreed to start using the new implants in the brothels. After that, he practically kicked me out, saying he wanted to be left alone. Sheesh, what's with him?

(Dragor)
I missed Eliza badly, but I sure as hell wasn't going to admit it to Jester! I had tried to find a new pet to play with at The Basement, but none of them could measure up to Liza. Hugo even let me borrow his wife a couple times, but it just wasn't the same. She looked a lot like my pet, but her heart just wasn't in it. I finally realized why none of those women could compare to her. They didn't love me, but Liza did. That made a big difference. And knowing that she had found someone to take my place had me in a shitty mood.


(Damien)
I was kind of confused about what was going on between my parents. I noticed they wouldn't hug and kiss each other anymore and Mum and Mama Kitty spent a lot of time together. I really knew something was up when Mama Kitty moved into Mum's room. I really wanted to understand what was going on, so one evening while Mum was at work, I asked Mama Kitty about it.


(Whisper)
I knew it was going to happen, but I was still surprised when Daymie asked me why his mom and dad weren't lovers anymore. I thought long and hard about it, to find the best way to explain it to him. I finally decided on the truth, without the details.

[Your daddy did something that hurt your mommy very much.]

He thought for a moment. "Why?"

Because he's a selfish bastard, I thought to myself. But to Daymie, I simply signed [I don't know]

"Is it still okay for me to love my daddy?" he asked, his lower lip trembling.

[Of course, sweetie] I replied. No matter how much I hated Dragor, he was still Daymie's father.

"Do you love my mommy?"

[Yes I do] I smiled at Daymie

"Good", he replied, crawling into my lap. Soon he was asleep


(Eliza)
When I got home from work, I found Whisper and Damian sleeping together on the couch. It was such a precious sight. I kissed my son on the forehead then kissed my lover on the lips. That’s when her eyes fluttered opened.

“Hullo, Pretty Pussy,” I whispered. “I’m home.” Puss Puss sat up and laid Damian on the other side of the couch.

[Hi, honey. How was your night?]

“Pretty routine. Got two bounties tonight. They were small though. Only a couple hundred credits a head.”

[Well, that’s better than nothing.]

“True. Did I get any calls.”

[Yeah. Dragor. Damian took the call. He wrote the message down.]

Endora handed me the message. It was from Dray. Something about bringing me the money for our son’s school uniforms. I sighed. Ever since we broke up it seemed Dray was trying to find little excuses to come over to my place. If it wasn’t for Damian I would have told him he couldn’t come over at all. At least he spent time with his son. He could have been one of those neglectful fathers who don’t give a damn about their kids.


(Dragor)
I guess that break up was a good thing in a way. Kind of forced me to focus more on my son. Felt good to have someone looking up to me. Made me feel important. At least one person still worshipped the ground I walked on. D-boy had gotten to the age where I could teach him how to fight. Seems I was right on time with that, because some kids at school were giving him a hard time. Liza didn't seem to mind me teaching him how to defend himself. Hell, she had been teaching him how to handle weapons. That was necessary because sometimes he had to go with her and the hairball to Fense. He only thing Liza gave me a problem about was teaching him about the opposite sex. Fortunately he came to me on his own when he was about twelve. Turns out he had the hots for a girl at his school named Andrea.

"All right, Daymie," I said. "I'm going to tell you a few things when dealing with girls."

"Okay, Dad." he replied.

"First off, the best woman to get your claws on is one who hasn't been touched yet. In other words, a virgin."

"Why?"

"They lack sexual experience. Perfect for when you want to drive someone to submission."

"But, Dad, I don't want to start that yet."

"Okay, okay. First things first; the ancient art of seduction."

"Like you do?"

"You could say that. Okay, since this is your first time in the world of dating, let's start small. The perfect gift? A