Tehr lowered his hand slowly, cautiously, and realized he was dealing with a being of greater power than his own.  In a compltely different way he felt almost as if he was in the presence of the queen.  His lecherous ways caused an involentary reaction and he could feel his manhood plumping with desire as he gazed at her.  There was no helping it, and with no clothing, no hiding it.  All there was to do was to ignore it.<br/><br/>He let his hands fall by his side and he said, "Then I should speak quickly before you find me a bore."<br/><br/>He smiled, "I am a man of the city, true, but i try to honor the old ways and nature.  So I come to you humbly requesting the honor of a single lock of your hair.  Needed for a spell that a teacher of mine is researching."<br/>