'It's really happening, it's really happening, oh gods it's really happening...' The nervous mantra drowned out most any other thought. He was rather imposing and quite used to women his own size ducking for cover upon unveiling his girth. That this forward, half-sized woman refuse to be turned away only served to further turn on!<br/><br/>He quivered at her touch like a fiddle string freshly strung, her hand the bow drawn across it. With a flushed face, he leaned over and exhaled his approval. The silence was deafening! What should he do? What should he say? Probably nothing. Silence was golden, right?<br/><br/>She analyzed and approached him with skill that spoke of experience leagues beyond his own and here he stood with not even the mentality to reach out and touch something. In this she held a superiority over Lew, despite his advantage in size and strength.<br/><br/>