"The Huntress and the Champion"<br/><br/><div class="bbm_float fright" style="float:right;margin:0 0 5px 10px">
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</div>Now the beautiful woman that he'd noticed, noticing him, began walking his way..., no, thought Archie, there was nothing hesitant about it but she moved like a lioness, stalking almost.  That said, this huntress was scoping out unfamiliar prey, which happened, Archie imagined, to be himself.  She was really something to see.  Her lovely face of fair skin was framed by beautiful dark silky hair that fell about her shoulder and to a length halfway down over her upper arm.  Her eyes were like the silver moonlight, framed by exquisite lashes and crowned with perfect brows.  Her nose was straight and noble.  Her mouth was full, with perfect teeth and lovely lips.  The dazzling earrings were nearly as beautiful as her eyes.  She wore a black skirt suit. a white blouse beneath its jacket and the skirt ended just below mid-thigh.  Her legs were beautiful, runner's legs and she wore delicate high heeled sandals.<br/><br/>Then she addressed him, her lovely voice pretending that she wasn't totally sure who he was, followed by high praise.<br/><br/>"That kind of talk goes a bit far," Archie answered.  "My sponsor, Mr. Panagakos has done a lot for me.  He's encouraged me to explore my Greek heritage and I've been getting quite an education when I'm not training.  It's never a good thing to let yourself be compared to the Gods, so please don't."  Then Archie smiled at her, "Besides, I owe a great deal of my success to my dogs."  Thinking of his greyhound pack made Archie grin even more and he asked the woman, "Do you like dogs, Miss...?"<br/><br/>(To be continued)